Yunliwuli grow up?
Yes, from the northern plateau of the clouds, to the south of Lijiang (this Lijiang Lijiang an either) side of the fog, just muddle their way all the way through it, on the sleepwalk grew.
Thanks, all the way, accompanied by sunny.
Is basically a letter to friends, there are some changes, notes.
In accordance with the time and place, is divided into (a) (b) (3) (4), my favorite sequence is (d) (3) (b) (1), because it is growing.
Note: playing from there, "donkey" concept and there is no trace of edge simply asked James. So, this is the first time, let Laolv they laughed.
(C) 1.7-1.18 Xishuangbanna
Kunming suffering Kee (abbreviated)
Ugly pictures or from memory completely delete them.
This is not a friendly city so I do not want Duodai day.
1.13 to a friend:
In Jinghong happy keyboarding.
Oh, really found the child right, this world, in addition to Oh son, there no one looking for a duck. Now, oh, do not look for the child, and ducks happy lone world.
The most pleasure is a good stomach, and eventually no longer be pulled to eat two bowls of the bowl. Dai bamboo house last night in a real big dinner.
The most fun is wearing a long-sleeved, walking in the green of the large trees, smell the taste of summer is the kind of Jiangnan early summer evening, carrying his bowl of braving a sharp white garlic red amaranth walking in the streets the time-division. (This is Zhang Ailing's copyright, borrow)
The happiest because of the missing bus, all the way to do that by chance, from the juvenile to the United States Dai old man, from television producers to the professor of anthropology.
The most fun is the constant discovery of new roads, tomorrow, there are always new programs.
Tomorrow going to go swimming, the Lancang - kidding!
However, to the mountains to look for the old hunter program.
1.15 pottering around in the rain forest you have to sit down, quietly, you will find nature as a whole in a strong breath.
I must also forced to breathe, to enjoy the pristine nature.
The early morning sun through the thick branches and leaves sprinkled on the body. Dendrites climbing vine of the rattan sticks, sitting watching the water to swing swing swing to go, like a free Prince, in the air garden overlooking the scenery, people coming and going, brightly colored clothes floating in the water behind the black green forest.
And then got into the swing himself and began to fly in the air. A swing, a swing, across the cool air, through water-like green, like, like birds, flying up.
The Banna's so many days, has always been a person walking, occasionally, will encounter a number of interlocutors, but also those who merely talk.
Do not go the same way the partners, lonely?
Sometimes.
But because every day is always a new experience, new hope and curiosity to inspire, move forward.
Do not think about in conversation, feel that their lack shallow, lack depth and intensity of the conversation can no longer give their own conversation to bring happiness. Chat is a kind of enjoyment, when you and some people together, this time, should be the most fortunate person.
Running on the road, can see clearly their own wisdom, and tap the potential of the courage and strength. It is born with, but do not have a lifetime also deserted out.
Looked at so many Palm Pavilion, south of the garden suddenly felt how funny.
A stone, a flower, must be made to ferret out significance. Here the mountains and rivers is as simple as you like, you really come here any more.
Jinsha, Lancang, which head and Wang Dan's light, is so different.
The song is a tenderness here, the water, no You Banfen bleak and tragic.
Music really been so amazing, really have always focussed on the landscape.
People especially.
Leshan benevolent, wise water music, which is south of the Family Resource Centers bar.
1.16 to a friend:
I was pottering around in the summer. Daily leisurely look at clouds fall from clouds. No partners, there is no time.
However, there are always relative to another encounter, as long as one line on the road. Right?
All the way a lot of good people, the Han, Dai, Bai, and love of nuns tribe, all the way to treat my little Manchu (foot).
The more state of mind to go the more stable and will never hastily rush to look at the scenery, knowing if we really want scenery everywhere.
But it does, there is one. You have to line the road. , "Traveling, reading ten thousand books," not at all good. Sometimes, in the lonely journey, and hate only nothing to read, and hate only read the book too little. But read the book, must have been on the road in order to find its value.
"The Earth is a beautiful book, always to stay at home who read the first page of this book." That occasionally watched television, remember this sentence, is Yu Chunshun speak.
1.18 Kunming railway station, crowded into the spring tide in the.
From 4:30 pm to 11:30 pm, seven hours is now in the dust in the running, carrying two large packages, a number of packet waiting room has become inaccessible, in the corridor.
In the coming and going and numerous luggage thigh while writing. But is very fortunate to have solid party packages can take, there are bright lights can write a warm popular Buzhi Yu cold.
Why there are so many people in Guangzhou trips waiting, but in fact destined for Guangzhou, as I have not many, because votes in a very good buy, just it was found that tickets are now on sale the day of the window. Who would have thought it?
Each sample is obtained personally come easy, it also came to the unforgettable.
Suddenly the thought of Vogel's words, "must be easy to disperse is also fast," Gao Jinghong hotel is a small security.
Good, sitting here, like a safe haven.
Beings can also be looked up hope, the feeling of the Chinese New Year back home what is it? I do not have. Has never been.
1.19 in Guangzhou, to a friend:
Finally able to quiet the din of a will, and Guangzhou, the dust will soon be able to flood the rivers and mountains of Yunnan.
Banna to Kunming, a delay of the aircraft at the airport to write a little. Fortunately, the time I was writing some of it. Da people suffocating the city's force. They said that the pollution index is in the Guangzhou Baiyun Peak measurements.
Jinghong Airport, aircraft delays, to be determined.
Every time with the Kunming-related matters are always blocked, a very strange city, a very strange I am.
This time for me, but like their loved ones farewell. Suddenly a little more time and bid farewell to their loved ones, but more of a happy out of thin air. Anyway, the sense of time is no longer the same as the original.
Such a little more time, quietly slowly farewell Banna, is it good?
Sticking to this piece of real places, and most first came here feeling very is not the same. Coincidentally, for a week. Has been slowly driving it. If it is rushed time, no way to appreciate her calm quiet simple beauty.
Farewell Dai Park, it is light rain started falling. They do not call "rain", saying it was under the fog, fog.
The arrival of a week together every day to see clouds from cloud, Yunkai their separate ways, the first time in the final parting moment, there are the apricot southern rain off for me.
Linzhao Bao Dai out of the small building, in the fog a few steps, his eyes became moist, is this Rouqingsishui fog, or a gush of that kind of warm heart?
Hands is carrying a large bag Canna.
Yesterday, Han Han did not put a bazaar in a hurry for me to find. Today, my mother came up with their own species, saying that to go back after done.
Han Han has always been the voice of the ear: "sister, and then for a day bar. I heard that you love to eat bamboo-tube rice, and my father pick up the morning of bamboo, and bamboo-tube rice at noon her mother give you do it."
Han Han's eyes seem to be able to see, a pair of beautiful black eyes, deeply, a little Xiaoniaoyiren lazy, but also to the outside world she could not hold a warm desire.
Write here, the tears would not stop by.
Ga understand that a foreign country, that big tall American woman, why take the time to cry.
At that time, wanted to turn to go out. Go back to it, eat the bamboo-tube rice savory meal. Go back, and then taught English composition Han Han. Go back, and then a bamboo house in the noon shade listening to the beautiful little cousin blowing Hulusi. Go back to it, to sleep a return to the wide red curtain, looking upward, is the high roof, middle of the night the moon came out of Montreal, he wanders the dark silhouette of the coconut palms.
However, as a city itself, with the total to leave it.
Why must move away? What we do not think it is this quiet and comfort do?
Because of the water, so there Dai, dry gentle quiet beauty.
Similarly, there is water, but it is a big Zuozuo desolate mountains around the north of the plateau on the bold singing another song.
The same is beautiful, but it is radically different in two worlds.
Just one Caiyunzhinan, just one called Lancang Jiang, most people feel the beauty of the north and flowing south.
Sat in the car, listening to the melodious Hulusi, really want to say, "This is a beautiful country, my home, my pride.
Yesterday, the bamboo house is outside the burning midday sun. Bamboo house in Ming insect has passed, sleepiness is thick.
Kotake sitting stools, head leaning against wooden wall, they fell asleep.
May be a wonderful dream.
Wake up, it was a long absence, a feeling, can not tell the cool.
This quiet and leisurely afternoon, enjoying the cool green.
Swing on a swing in time, leisurely manner Akira, physical and mental is extremely lazy to stretch to, until every pore, every hair.
Where do not want to go, just want to quietly sit in the shade bamboo house inside. This is my home. Grandparents, parents, small-Mei's doing their own living, laid-back and quiet, (even if it is carrying water, are relaxed, even if it is split bamboo, are quiet) is far from the Hulusi drifting, Breeze years before, such as the silk in general, and tough, off can not afford to. But as silk in general, tenderness, will go not to go.
Kind of feeling, thought is erratic, and is extremely light, and if at the time to write, as in the fairy realm essay.
However, the small-Mei's enthusiasm reminded me once again show began.
Know they should not go, but he still went.
Through the hot silent square, sitting performance hall, listening to sound too strident music, adsorption of air mixed with cigarette smoke mixed behind a crowd of people unrest.
Ear began to boom up.
This is the commercialization of tourism, leaving only the excitement.
In the foreigner's dictionary, finding out "fun" is the word.
The morning, no tourists, this village is a paradise.
Colorful leaves, fragrant grass tasty, yellow hair Chuitiao, contend from the music. Mountain Green with, Shuilv with green trees and red with, crops with green, green with early morning fog.
All year round with the green.
Person's heart is the kind of green tranquility.
Their songs would be no sadness or tragic tone of desolation. They sow the seeds of the peanut harvest can wait. They were made of sweet glutinous rice. They are the fruit from green to yellow, yellow, green, and never-ending. They can also be flowering trees with leaves.
But the simple people who had not walked a few kilometers outside the town, but in their own homes singing their own songs, danced their own dance. The world outside the county seat is too far for them.
Small Han Han soon graduating from middle school, and she did not know what will be waiting for her world. Perhaps, her heart has begun to slowly force their return to their homes.
She saw her sister, to be at home after graduation, a month went to the show hall, every day, and a large group of Little Sisters to the guests performing dance, and guests with over Songkran. No. 100 among other contentious issues, in addition to Han Han, no one could find who was her sister. Receive 400 yuan a month.
She saw her mother every day to the entrance to the village and a group of oldest maternal aunt were guarding the flag of knitting, chatting, waiting for more or less Xiao Baihuo guests visit their stalls.
She saw my grandmother, a lifetime waiting for the family, the stockade, a day with leisurely Duo step, sunrise sky, and sunset.
She has not seen, the stockade of the tourists have not as much as before?
She has not seen her father inside the stockade grandmothers were already changed. Price Hande tall lady will wait for the guests a counter-Mob Sister will be the installation of a thick, holding peacock, pestered python, and guests camera. How old was the small Adi small-Mei will be followed throughout the day with the tourists loudly asking "aunts and uncles and children photography it?"
She has not seen, Age A sister began to concern subdivision to go out but in the end they have to go back. The outside world does not accept them. Only in the golden peacock stone walkways will dance, Dai girls only in areca under which it will put on a beautiful dress, Dai's small group under which it will only Bambusa Multiplex blowing melodious Hulusi.
In the way to Guangzhou has always been sorry that the request should not be a Han Han, Duodai day, and her multi-chat, and then teach her English writing, her father, but went out early in the morning to take bamboo, is to I do bamboo-tube rice to eat. To walk so many days, doing nothing so many days, why the decision to go the moment, it can not do more for someone else think about this? Mind they have to rush to defend himself in Guangzhou, but that nothing can be more than the true love between people important?
I was particularly upset unabated thoroughly hate Kunming is:
Under the plane, forget the big bag which canna. On the plane before the eating of the two (Han Han mom has not cooked), a number of really delicious than bananas.
Remember forget the machine, flew to the hall at the airport ran about busily, to the parties for help.
A result, you should guess, it is missing a.
Who will be this hateful person, this heavy a bag stolen. This is not a pack of fruit, this is my love ah an incomparable treasure.
I have not reconciled, at the airport toss a long time.
At that time the share of heart ache. You may experience?
Author: pennytour
