Go near, dizziness.
Travel a, and fuzzy.
On the prodigal son I have been unable to find conclusive language, in addition to constantly surprise us, the more or one after another mystery.
In the float for nearly a year after the prodigal son also came to the lake shore, we have that time, he has lived there for three months. Prodigal warm invite us into their living room and Chu Fang sat in that narrow space, we have for the first time a dialogue, I have also carefully observed the close of this Mongolian big boy, a very strong urban air face linked to is full of uninhibited smile, the stars fall, he went on only when the rain.
Prodigal looked very mature, although he was only 28 years old, perhaps, and his personal experiences related to ran his own hotel, auto parts, building materials, the present living conditions, just as his signature "to find Shangri-La dream."
In that cozy cottage, prodigal son took out a surprised us something, it is a very high tea in the city have the kind of tea, side to side explained that we are doing the tea ceremony, only a pity that this Shanghao tea is not much left, and the amount of shortage may affect the taste, on his warm pot, wash tea, brewing a good, I am porting Nazhi beautiful purple teapot, opened cover, see is not ordinary tea, but the thick of the intractable. . . .
With the tea, then it increased, we are busy asking the landlord to the old customs of local ecological conditions (the old landlord has stayed here for three years) prodigal son at this time to withdraw quietly, and occasionally an opportunity, we found that prodigal son busy in his hut, hand doing a thing called Lake lamp, this discovery to make grass flying with my mouth into a big O, the paucity of material did not erode their beautiful, romantic pursuit, I even began to envy them, and also looking forward to the night, sitting in the local Zhucao Chuan, in the beautiful Lugu Lake Center to listen to the old landlord La Serenade to see prodigal son put lake lamp, of course, there should be Tashi Ci brother's voice. . . .
The next day, we all climbed Lion Rock, Yong-hole probe goddess, watching cherry blossom tours Rhododendron, to Yongning hot springs (male and female bathrooms bathroom singing one after another, inadvertently also done a back singers) tie the United States Temple Festival worship, Fiat life.
In this way quietly leave, and thus in mind, to say goodbye to treasure, I will silently bless you. . . We shook hands in farewell with the old landlord. . . .
Gesang Hua hostess guli recruited for us car, prodigal son with Tashi sent us four to Lijiang. The tickets have been bought back to Kunming, the grass on the fly with me starting early, we knocked at the Prodigal's door, and tell him that we had to go and let him continue to rest Do not send us any more.
Location: Lijiang Central Station People: grass on the fly with my scenario: in our silent phase, as when the prodigal son hurriedly rushed to the scene, was also carrying a pocket in the hands of food, said he had looked for three stations. Missed the last time, we are happy to talk with, we asked when the prodigal son to the street, when to go home, he told us that he had no home, and parents had emigrated to Canada, the answer would have us change both the mouth become a 0-type, "Some starry night an exam, it was early morning resign" A Prodigal in the pursuit of his dream of Shangri-La. . . .
The car, the grass on the fly to do the state care, will face twisted to one side, and I clearly saw there was a thing called the tears fall from her face, such an iron bowl woman, the lake water to tide had. . .
I smoothly draining the prodigal son to buy green tea, bottle caps, there are the words "in a bottle" just want to get a bottle of water, not even lucky to get together. . . .
Author: datoulang
