Under the several cold autumn, early autumn, a human being. I still silent on her own to my camera bag and marches package, set foot on the train bound for Zhuji. Xishi look for beauty, there are several Zhuji autumn coolness, combined with the scenic sparse visitors can not help some bleak feelings. Longtan walking trails to the West, the upper and lower with drizzle and a mountain breeze blowing, the leaves slowly lowered. No one, quietly flowing stream in the foot by.
One person's journey is a lonely, one person's journey is also a rapturous. On the road, only themselves and silent mountains and streams of dialogue. Only to find lonely, will be so touching. Every time out, I will be in bag stuffed into a "British patients." Let the isolation of pure as the desert-like through every inch of the skin, flow through the root of each blood vessel, pierce your own soul. Sai Yuen canyon creek, the water is very clear, pebbles, fish, dead leaves and rotting tree roots ... ... stream of water is small, and occasionally hide under stones, but also do not know when it jumped into your eyes . Stream of the trees hanging leaves, softly touching the surface of the water. In this way, thousands of years of softly touching the. Footpath on both sides of the granite, the wet moss nourishing moisture. After a thin strip of sky, a little tired. One person sitting alone on a roadside stone, surrounded by quiet still. Over time, it seemed he was being integrated into the landscape it. Touch of red at the side of the jump is the nameless grass trees. But at that time, the first ray of sunshine through the clouds, the red change is so beautiful. Busy ... ... or put up the camera to see the East source area, which is five diarrhea Unfortunately, after years of tourists in the past, have been taken away Napian simplicity and beauty. While glossing over a lot, but like Banlaoxuniang, charm is no longer.
The next day the reservoir dry riverbed next to the pictures, the water level drop in to see some ordinary day can not see the scenery. In some cases, from another point of view, insignificant things can be beautiful, humble life can be beautiful.
One German said: people standing on the cliffs edge when the greatest fear is not the will fall to go, but fear that they will under the personal danger of the leap. On the return trip on the road, I think, one person's journey, the most feared, and may not not go back, but did not return ... ...
Next month, if there are holidays, he will probably go to Tai-shun, to see covered bridges.
A thousand miles I walk alone, do not have to Corporate Banking.
Author: Freedomheart
