Do not know why go to dawn come. My current state of Cultivation Cai Dui be in Lijiang. Sitting on the railing on the hotel, the boss-fu to the heart to the corridor side of the railings repair a very wide, and can be comfortably sat on it. Dawn is very small, village and is a school, the village is only one road, the roadside is simply a few shop, a few households, it went from scratch, the end of the.
Has always been to Lijiang know dawn. Girl chat with the hotel, she said that the past is the Shek Kwu dawn of a red mountain. At that time, and never thought would come, Merrill, and Inagi occupy all of the thoughts. However, the name Dao Shi Liming remember.
Turn full circle, back to Lijiang was an unexpected thing. To Lijiang, wanted to come to dawn even a passing fancy. Finally, I somehow came. Perhaps the impulse to punish me, by the dawn began to diarrhea. Do not know how on the land 1000 Kameyama, down from the hills, has been exhausted. No 1:00 appetite, barely drank two bowls of chicken soup. They stay in a small restaurant watch the World Cup back to their hotel.
In addition to entrance to the village restaurant, where people are still adhering to the sunrise and sunset of the rules early on blowlamp of.
A man sat on the railings, the sky is blue ink, and countless shining stars in the top of the hill. Ear is the babble of running water. Hotel behind that river, brown color, it is carried down the hill from the red color. Although the early summer, mountain inside the wind is still cold overcast.
I sat on the railings, and fatigue can think to do nothing. Then lost control on his mind. A wide variety of lenses like a revolving door-like in front of passing. Mountains, rivers, lakes, sea, sunrise, sunset, streamer, Zhang Gui, azaleas, and turn prayer wheels, Buddhist statues, smiling, grimacing ... .. seems to be a clue to connect with each shot, I do not strength to grasp to live it. My soul as if Chu Qiao general, the side looked coldly. I began to get alarmed, do not know which one is the real self.
I tried to close your eyes, but saw something more, dazzled, while the soul is still in the one side, looked coldly. I have cold hands and feet, unable to move, as if flying in the air, it seemed as if submerged in the bottom.
Suddenly, everything is gone, faded too clean, as if has never been to. I began to feel. I sat on the railings, my eyes are pitch-black pitch-black silhouette of the mountains is a deep ink blue ink blue sky, is a blink a wink of the silver stars.
The match come back, breaking a little bit quiet. I sat on the railings, the pillars back, weakness in only one well-meaning greeting to each child's cry about the mouth.
I was sitting inside a crystal ball. I see everyone's every movement, I heard every word of every individual, but I do not have any way of thinking, everything is like water flowing in general, I just feel blank. I was empty, my heart is empty, my brain is empty. I was transparent.
I sat on the railing dawn, quietly, the night had been deeper.
Author: happylee
