I thought I could forget as long as I do not go back I thought I could do nothing as long as I do not have occurred in yesterday's diary, however, turned in my dream you always wake up my mind right there that you can not forget the miss -- was written in June 2000 Summer Palace in Beijing attractions I basically went, as if now do not want to once more. The only gap is the Summer Palace. A trip to Beijing Summer Palace has become my greatest dream. Not only because there has historical reasons, but also because there had one of my memory. I mourn history, but also would like to take pay tribute to my past.
Beijing is more special this year, early summer. Taxis many of which are leased, there is no air conditioning. I left the country two strokes and a chat with the driver in and guard greeted me at his car. - Beijing, the brother heard a very interesting morning. Along the way will not make you lonely.
Bought a ticket, a person to go into this long to go. Not many people round yard. Western House that seems to gather a number of teams of students do not know whether it is the south, and evidently did not like the mainland students. This will not leave the mainland.
Duanbi residual stand in front eaves, watching the height of a man set off in the weeds in the blocks of the United States was once a palace Huan Meilun part of the stone pillars and stone, suddenly everything felt good the original was actually so fragile. Set thousands of Manpower, the world's wealth, built out of beautiful, even after the fire will be gone in a. Left is the endless pain, remembrance and wait for the future. Just as a happy life, hit your time and fleeting, can no longer find.
I was wandering the ruins, as if they saw the magnificent yesterday, Gong Zhuang woman, pious kings and nobles, when the fate of the human hand and make them aware of the privilege can not change their own destiny powerless, they understand that What is the most important thing in life?
Palace, standing under the sun I know some things already in the depths of the soul lay the mark, and with our blood flowing. Perhaps the ordinary days we have forgotten, but what if, he would emerge out of our hearts the sea. Just as the deep-seated yearning for love, never filed, but life is difficult to forget.
I am immersed in my heart the world, instead letting quarrel took me back to the real world. Set the pull oneself together before I discovered that the security of the park and several young men dressed in navy dress up whether to Mai Menpiao quarrel. Side that there is no us, on what basis you make money; the other side to be outdone, suddenly the silence of the place a bad language, who must prove their rights. Suddenly I feel so ridiculous: In this record of shame, a record of the history of places, actually will be staged the right to a new game! If the ancestors knew the underground, it will certainly stand out from the ground, said: enough of it, Do what you can not make a truly meaningful things, do not let this history repeat itself? Can not only think of defending the homeland and obtain returns whether the soldiers will not be left to posterity the second and third Yuanmingyuan?
This argument makes my heart is even more imagination, come to flood France, watching the empty base, I think of few days ago that occurred in Hong Kong auction, really do not know if they should be happy or sad.
Sunset under the Yuanmingyuan, the United States to make people upset, and let me forget.
Author: yun121
