piggyli

'll Never forget that those days, and the West accompanied by days and nights. May the wind in May of rain coupled with May's dream, this is how moved my soul, one can not use language to express emotions. West Lake is the place where I always want to play, and finally got a chance then, the unit tolerances to Hangzhou, never mind how much it really touched me. Pre-and post-trip travel has always been excited for this too difficult to sleep, always imagine that the West Lake, which is ancient literati wrote a poem to describe the "paradise" look like? But when I came to Sudi on, I was greatly surprised, people's imaginary power of God is far less good fortune into the West Lake.
Shuang Shuang Sun May morning accompanied by the morning breeze, followed by sitting for a long time friend unwittingly public steam. Suddenly a friend cried off, wow! Was originally temples ah, the oldest child in my mind unhappy lot of attention. In fact, in one instant of this unhappiness are packed with tourists away, so many visitors, this is except to climb Huashan in Shaanxi Province of the tourists I have seen the most intensive land tourism nodes of. Lingyin the door into the left-hand side there is a boat like the mountains, a question and found out it was "the first Southeast Mountain" - klippe. Mountain plate QU delivered, good! I was sitting on a hilltop, such as the eagle taking pictures the same as the Buddha seated. Put put the mountain along the stream hurried tour before, spirits gradually been friends since interrupted "What's the time to bear, downhill bar! Good behind it? Lake will let you breathtaking." I believe in啦, hastily离开. But do not forget to look at the foot of the mountain seen in the cave, "sky-hole", I was the first time looking upward, saw "beauty hole", that is, no wonder I have such a good blessing deeply attached to each similar to the "West."
It is from that is, Yue Wu yue fei's temple took Sudi, the willow wind, surface waves Linlin, and then looked around, lotus Chu Zhan, Gushan, Pagoda, visitors cover hidden among the flowers at the Luk Lau, people do not mind stopping to flip an exclamation mark - West really beautiful!
Perhaps the saying, "Sudi Hsiao-Chuan" in, but you can put the book said, "Sudi Early Spring" and the Virtual-one correspondence, so you experience what is the beauty of nature, poetry can not be described, perhaps poetic mood also fails to account for "Sudi in Early Spring" and "Sudi Hsiao-Chuan" in the end how beauty. Quyuanfenghe you see it? Crystal clear in the early morning dew on a lotus leaf rolling, green disk container of flawless pearls, and is a one way and then delivered to your front surround. And try to surround you, pink lotus banner waving sharp nod and smile to you, I was drunk, really drunk, but for a friend urged me to, I really have Jielu door impulses. Have you ever seen fish? Seen. Can you ever seen the West Lake of the fish? Groups of groups of different colors of oily fish, with the visitors to hand-thrown a yang food, such as the train has already left like a flying tour over the past, the lake formed the waves of billowing waves, its interesting enough to make 60-year-old into a happy kids Huagangguanyu give you a taste of young fish of interest. I was too reluctant to part with one after another beauty, and down to the boat, I really appreciate the lake's clear, really I have not the West Lake clear water of mineral water, I am comparing. Solitary Hill on the south Wenge, Zhejiang, libraries, museums, Zhongshan Park, the Peak are West Indian community cold mountain north put Heting, Red Beans Love, as well as Bai Causeway and the "Broken Bridge snow", according to legend Xu Xian on with the White Snake Snake meet the bridge of. There are "Taixu a Pavilion" of the pavilion, Takenoya latrine of the Yiian pier; hurry and too hastily and too Yeah, I really can not wait to one day into 100 hours, 1000 hours; however, is still Nanping Evening Bell will be sounded only after Lei Feng afterglow Santanyinyue bringing a beautiful moonlight tell you that the night was dark ... ...
I do not have the habit of heavy travel, this time I was accustomed to being broken, and back to CTS of the car, my heart secretly vowed, "West Lake, I would like to come!" In the past West Lake is a dream to me, and now I'm awake of, but I still dream of the West Lake.

Author: piggyli