August 17. Wuzhen. To accompany a friend and her friends.
Perhaps the reason is because the weekend, perhaps with the weather temperature. Wuzhen surprise many people, but the air is so muddy. All this actually appears in the original should be a quiet town known for. Inexcusable. Sultry. Crowded. Can not help but begin to imagine, Shanghai, Nanjing Road would look like. If I want excitement, why do you go to town. Or go to Shanghai bar.
Suddenly, interest is dull.
Swim Wuzhen, harvest turned out to be tired and uncomfortable. Finally understand why so many people do not like to Wuzhen. Prior to his puzzled "business" of words, they also begin to answer. Wuzhen has never made me feel so disappointed too.
14:00 Multi-away they are. Alone in the town and other students. To see Anne sitting on the location of Linhe Baby book. A rare pleasure. Jiaxing, one can read anywhere to be found Buzhao place. There have been visitors from behind me I have two meters away from the bridge walk. Away from me so close, yet so far. This feeling safe and warm.
Watched an hour book. Long pent-up fatigue cover rush days to come. Sleepy. Relying on the corner of a chair holding packets pillars close your eyes. In their own outside the city, always a self-appearance. No one knows who I am. It could thus be the excesses of haughty disregard of others. However, I am very happy to do so.
Remember that they have not really fall asleep. Always drowsily look. Huiguoshenlai time is four more.
One-hour gap. Then everything changed.
The crowd gradually dispersed. Wind comfortable. To listen to the voice of cruise scratched the surface. Shuran sober pleasant.
Random walk. Cool cool cool wind started blowing up. Close their eyes to the direction toward the wind with open arms. Feel the wind with a taste of autumn and happiness.
Deliberately heavy tread stone path. Pops pops. Their own footsteps. A happy look. In fact, I think sometimes we can be very simple, one small thing can be very happy.
Not want to go in at any time find a place to sit. Kneeling in a chair leaned against the railing, Tan Chuqu, half of the body perpendicular to the surface of the water on. Wind calmly blowing over the river from time to time there are cruise staggered by. Suddenly thought of a word. Quiet. Is a lotus bloom in his heart slowly feeling.
In fact, the sound has never stopped.
Bike ride because the stone road vibration issue咣when咣as sound. Pedestrians have to walk very very very sound. People on the river to see phone's voice. Pots plate collision with each other's voice. There are voices.
So naturally sweet. Therefore, he feels quiet. Recently liked the word. Is not absolute silence, but that people were calm harmonic voice. Sound Silence is golden at this time is not absolute. At this moment the Meicai fullest Wuzhen show.
Town should be away from the hustle and bustle of this place. Fortunately, Wuzhen finally done.
Although there has been very fond of Wuzhen. But this is the first time felt the genuineness of Wuzhen good, could not tell the reasons, but that is good for the feeling of calm down and keep breeding.
Farewell to the moment, do not know if it is desirable and it said goodbye. I do not know what to say or not say it better able to express a kind of reluctantly.
I think it is better not to comment on. Some things in his heart, never to leave. Wuzhen the most beautiful picture.
Author: juanzhilan
