Shitang OK
Save the text in the ancient Chinese poem in the autumn is Qichu desolate, but in the fall of the contemporary South is very hard to find this old-fashioned. This is the era of popular karaoke OK, everything has been OK of karaoke, of course, including my trip to Shitang.
The Shitang, get off look around, most drilling is the distance the new church, I would like to take a look because I am infatuated with Western culture, I also accompanied by a woman obsessed followers. Could be accompanied by a dozen individuals have either gone the road with the flow go, I had to keep up with.
Gradually, we will flow into the rock world, land is capped with stone, both sides of the 34-storey building is a stone wall, the door is the stone steps and a low wall. However, I did not smell the smell of a stone. I embrace the stone winding way to go with the flow. Downhill, I always a little fear.
Was finally out of a long stone lane, we have seen lower at sea and more office buildings at the other side of the mountains. Hong Kong is huddle of stone along the sand, people think they can not help but frown shouted. We play from, but here, if not a fun place, the pier coming and going, are the fisherman fish traders, Hong Kong and inside the boat are non-cruise ship. At this time, I heard the port is not unique to the smell in the busy commercial drift.
I routinely shoot at a few photos, as usual, with a dark and Tai Huoer on the small ships, as usual, a bit excited to see the sea, it is always easier to feel at sea, or alone - all are still floating, I love, my faith.
Very soon we stream on the shore, we all have a sense of satisfaction at the completion of a certain task, are filled with the pleasure that can be returned. I do want a little more slowly, because many places are passed on through it, a lifetime are unlikely to have a second, and Tong, is not very far away from the three, but I generally do not specifically come again.
In Da Huoer looked Dried fish, I saw a small shop in front of large and small bamboo shuttle. I bought the biggest one, I pinched it, and the hearts of Dunsheng quiet, as if I found the link Shitang password. A child often weave fishing nets, I do not know how many roots bamboo shuttle in my hands and plainer and yellowing from browning. Wangzhuan only know I was weaving the money to pay school fees, can not put the net and the sea together. Today I bought a shuttle is not to make money is to it give me more than to others the United States.
I took down another street in the shuttle run uphill walk, half reluctant to half of the happy, reluctant because I still do not feel Tong, the United States, as long as time permits, it is always in my eyes the United States together. Happy because I was on the rise, and rise in the total let me happy, say, maybe this road can rise to the church - God in Shitang office.
That female believers from the roadside school Lishou hand pull-out a local woman, and she told me that I have often told you that is brought classmates, but also for poetry. She recalled both dense, I had to walk up to strangers. Local woman occasionally look at me one, probably both, she referred to me, I took the opportunity to ask her: As a native, I feel that how a small town like? She said: I think so-so. I go along, said: live here a little bit depressed, right? She also echoed Tao: yes ah.
Very quickly, we are on the car. The whole process much like to sing karaoke ok, and sing so lame, a group of people are a mess and the whole stones or SHITANG a mess and did not tend to all complete and quiet, so I put in the hands of the bamboo shuttle Niede tightened.
Such hasty traversed the long-awaited place is really awful, and the female believers will soon married, and the last is too rough to walk so hasty. So, everyone with a sense of satisfaction both laughter, and I looked at bamboo shuttle daze. That decline and rise in the road make many people feel an upsurge ups, and I bring personal pain, turn the plane back to life.
Secondary school in 1998 in Zhejiang Sanmen
Author: hxhlmn
