Because there are friends to leave Nanking, so think before he left, taking advantage of this holiday season to take a look at that city. In the same city, watching the same piece of day, watching the same newspaper, perhaps sat with a car,'ve spent with a store, eaten with one of the snacks. . . . . . .
Nanjing not say there is nothing special attractions, only occasionally make you feel shines.
Particularly fond of Nanjing Zijin Lake, is really God for the United States, to the purple light when the lake, the rain, and Mao Mao's rain, they do not use an umbrella. Stone along the lake road, slowly, at the foot of the lake is clear, a rise is a eyeful of Castle Peak, was covered with a thin fog, as well as bursts of facial smoke, mountains, smoke-filled , peer with emotion, it is probably somewhere gods lived. Could not help but think of the several lines of Haizi "From tomorrow, do a happy people horses, chopping wood and travel around the world 。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。
I have a house facing the ocean, warmth of spring. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . "
I want a house, facing the lake Zijin the apartment. Unfortunately, my poor pen and ink, then mood is really difficult to convey to you a hundred-percent. At that time the cold wind blowing a while, a few sneezes too unpleasant. See swimming five or six people, really, strange enough, ah.
People are traveling this Labor Day holiday complain about bad weather affecting vacation plans and mood. However, there are rainy rainy day fun. From the Spirit Valley out to the music, along the way, companions in the former, I drag one, they laugh at me to go too slowly thinking about your heart, I just smiled. Really, in the light rain, the walk slowly being eyeful of green protected, I feel particularly calm, think their minds are no harm, you can also do not want anything, this way, walk, jog their memory long-hoped-for peace. Along the way, particularly good mood and found a wild mushroom, to see the rain flow down from the hills, are so excited and happy without reason, every day in respect of such a simple and happy living.
Nanjing sold everywhere to see the local stone, passing through many places, do not know where the good in the end, from the Wuyi Xiang out, see the front right has a feel that the boss benign countenance, attitude and good, just a bit then pick . For me, to pick out these little stones are pieces of natural pleasure. Just come back after a stone has been robbed of light, early to know, pick some more.
With a trace of regret left Nanjing, even in the same city, watching the same piece of day, watching the same newspaper, sat with a car,'ve spent with a store, eaten with one of the snacks. . . . . . . . . . So what?
Say that Nanjing is a sad city, because of her history. Unfortunately, I want to stay in Nanjing, however, careless, or brought back a glimmer.
Author: magustea
