This is a residential loft on Wuyuan down mood Suibi. Have always intended it to edit the look can now not be able to pause!
Has always been self-deprecating travels to write articles may have been what was arranged with the genre, what kind of stroke, or even what kind of mood to explain the way I have come to see the King, as well as share of mind!
From the boat to Jiujiang, Wuhan, 12 hours is a piece of blank, gray skies, hazy Riverview, in addition to the wind howling of the river is the horizon that will soon no traces of decadence, it seems that the start of each expedition did not initially like that of the pride and excitement.
Secondly, I know that this time, I want to climb Mount Lushan, the next Wuyuan, Jingdezhen and then back to the Han. The how to go, how we organize, but not be as strong oath. All the way to go all the way to see just trying to hide a share of the uncertainty of confusion. However, I still adhere to walk!
Say goodbye to the kind was arranged, was constrained life; say goodbye to that numerous and noisy city, say goodbye to the dirty air are familiar with, as well as say goodbye to those who worried about me and my children miss the right people. Just say goodbye, it seems that want to get an answer.
On Lushan Mountain, Jiujiang, under, into the porcelain. Although the city of unique character and life, but they escape the shadow of secular.
Lushan's beautiful, reputation spread the world. How many people pick up a pen with this, how much ink sway in Shek Pik, the number of visitors to pictures of scenery in between heaven and earth. Remarks of the bustling, remarks of the scenic ... ... eyes closed, imagining, wondering ... ... However, the sky was dark, bleak human habitation, by a curious turn to tour the spirits want to walk into the situation and reflection.
Lushan human effort to shape the image of the outside world, that has been carved smile, clear eyes out of his eyes, but I was tired of the service economy with a smile, curling up in a tiny car, see the remarks of the mountain King The relaxed and happy in the polite smile of dispersed lonely melancholy mood is in line with the gray sky, Lengji the mountain.
Who would have never thought to share my thoughts, I look forward to the arrival of holiday, only to escape and catharsis. However, people worried about the end lost not open, as the same phone will not shut down. But the hypocrisy of that, if the opening paragraph of all, of procession and the world, had no worries and there is no meaning of life.
Only modern people use travel camouflage inner loneliness, the release of the life and work of the depression. If one day, nothing, not even worried about the tourism has not shouted his own pursuit of lies.
At this point, the next dawn from the village long house hotel two pavilions on stage with this record thoughts, small courtyard fired into the afterglow, I leaned through the wooden bed. Speeding pen on paper, be afraid of this moment, this thoughts as the sun set an elapsed.
I am in the city. Laity in their own, it is difficult perspective and interpretation of such a strange mood.
The lady downstairs carrying his fragrant rice farm spraying pressed together, dog bark is called ... ...
2003 1.23
Author: barbarahu007
