15:00, now I am the only one's Zhuhai.
Only one line of bamboo rafts in the sea the sea.
The Bamboo Sea of Yibin Yibin has been stopped, like a green dream in my world. This is the Miles Zhuhai in a broad green water, I rented a raft paddled toward the middle of the sea. At this time is not the tourist season, almost no one, plus the first two was pouring rain, Changning Road to Bamboo Town destroyed by water, so these two days do not organize groups travel, and I rented motorcycles from the Changning along the the yuk River south for half an hour before Ji Xing came to this paradise.
Surface of the water began to narrow, and I zoned into a "Gulf." Sunlight blocked by the shore, bamboo, water green, but it is clear, vague shapes of green Zhuying, in the temptation to me. I jumped in the water, jumped into my dream.
The green is really the world I am the only one person? In addition to me, or only birds and Chong Sheng. Some bamboo submerged in water, so water has a good smell of the fragrance, a bit like the morning, when the freshly cut grass kind of smell. This fragrance reminds me of the Soviet Union in five days in the Meishan, three Temple tea scene came. Nazuo restaurant called "King Su floor," Few people know as much as three Su Temple where the second floor Huizhou such a small building with hollow flower windows Corridor around it has, and Yuxi painting the entrance tower caisson together make up the courtyard, there is a water front of the building and planted a pink lotus, but also Pan raises silly duck. A quartzite bridge floating in the water, quiet after a water stream from the bamboo grove. All of this is wrapped in thick bamboo in the bamboo forest outside the small building could only see the Xieshan Ding. I recall that when the rain on the tea, and I did watch the small building out, sit on a bamboo chair on the corridor, listening to thunder and rain. Tingzhuotingzhao, they think of the future money, and have set such a yard. Here is a bit like summer rain rain, not particularly large, but also the burst of front. Next time, like a movie as a piece of casting with no less than when the air is also filled with thick fog. House of white gardenia like the taste of some sweet, grapefruit trees at the tree node with huge green fruit, fall was winding branches. Su small building seems to just come out to cast a glance of the much slower to catch a duck in water, and then I smiled, I did watch the landlord had to wake up the dream of Lao Cai.
I remember walking a day yesterday in Zhuhai, because heat away, and they are in the lotus valley waterfall washing, remember where the call Sandie Quan. Water is really great, and very cool, waterfall rocks fall from the sky fell on a red head stones are Shunan common red sandstone. I lay a stone top, left to be washed with waterfalls, red as if everything forgotten. Lotus-ri really do not know real depression, ah, most of the day, or I am the only one person, in addition to brawl acoustic, what can be heard; going to Heaven and hope, in the air sightseeing cable car through the red, but not one that someone had. I still remember the river five fold ink fountain to see a red fish swimming, I am sure it is a character in Liao Zhai change, because I do not know where the concept of fish ponds, or Guan Yu Ting seen it, and it has the status of fish that should never occur in the river to Mexico. I remember I seemed to have a half a day and only solution in a person's ink Creek, is often invited to enjoy the term of the insects per minute concert, and occasionally guest fish their friendship, "bodybuilding competition." I seem to be very happy that a person only solution in the ink Creek nowhere else in the country in such a Heaven.
Like the Qing Yinge from Mount Emei, it seems from the Leshan Giant Buddha, where a sudden some of the familiar voice transmission over the Buddha. I almost choked a saliva, carefully listen to, but it is coming from the distant sound of shallow strokes. Sunset, under a bamboo raft sailed quietly, I suddenly remember nothing.
Author: brily
