I do not have beautiful strokes, there is no melodious Gechui, and no idle hearts of those poems, so I do not know Phoenix is doomed.
In a Huimeng the morning twilight, I gently rock that once again Tuojiang jumping, and then leave this blank, that River is still playing the sound of beating the clothing line of my sad song, and I beat it inside to continue my line of tragedy.
Maybe Phoenix is not even the whole western Hunan welcomed me, just when I'm going to leave, but a long absence, sunny Zhao, watching the sun from the mountain to climb a little bit, I thought it was to celebrate my departure faces.
Phoenix do not know, I sat in the misty mist peek at her slight upward tweak to the mouth, trying to pick up the Tuo River in some of the Cang-green leisure, but found that the plants with water has become exiled Piaoye my whistle --- filled with the silent cries a river, let me depression in the grass with water, while it verdant and luxuriant in my eyes.
Phoenix do not know, I Mancheng walk through the desolate and ancient Chinese, sneaking into an inter-Residence, visited a number of quiet and relaxed mind, but we do not intersect, as two kinds of liquid solvent, always can distinguish clearly Chu, replacement in up to a further reminder of my departure adulterated Jisi panic drizzle.
Phoenix do not know, I rode a bike to the mountain backdrop all the way flat landscape in front of glide gently to the south of the Great Wall was thrown soon as resentment of injustice --- no time to dress up on the mountain looking at ancient brick green glazed tile, I thought it was what the film sets, the only option after laughing bitterly fled.
Phoenix do not know, I do not turn into the You Yuan Miao village, taste the wine they give it to watch their cheerful dripping it has gradually commercialized ritual songs and dances, but a kind of sparse Maek Lex is ah "is a lively They, I am nothing! ", for them, I would never just passing more than gold.
Also in here, someone with a walk happy, someone with a walk Tian Shi, and others concerned about the endless away for life, but I do not bow to see where the accumulated weight of luggage is still a several more disease-free and groans and sorrow of the heart Phoenix For me, just across the body a pale silk thread, I even had no time to distinguish the color of her wind away.
I began to suspect that it used to travel the origin and meaning, but I am searching through the antecedents but in the end nil result, should lie in front they are on the road do? I do not know, do you understand?
Author: foxwh
