Under the setting sun from the west gate to the south gate, which is what I have gone through the most romantic ancient city wall. There is also lingering dusk countless swallows, those old is still a solemn towers, should be their home bar.
I wore white T-Shirt and denim skirt, carrying a red backpack. In the Tang dynasty a few years ago, in such a pink clouds at dusk sky of summer, those beautiful girls, they would do? Is not too busy bathing in incense, put on white soft Si Pao, carefully rolled up black hair, stuck in Begonia Jiao-yan, rush to catch up with the walls to come and lovers meet?
I would like to exchange a winding floor-length dress and then walked on, but now this wish too hard ... ... finally I took off his shoes Eurya in his hand, walking barefoot on the whiten of quartzite. Floor slightly a little hot, thin sand made me a little itchy and does not hurt.
I am really hopeless. Sunset under the ancient city wall, it should be cause for the rise of the vicissitudes of history, a sense of it, but my heart was filled with love. I do not know why this number towards the ancient capital of Xi'an, the starting point of the Silk Road, but did not let me think of prosperity and declining in number, heavy, wind and frost-like words; even in this majestic city and Guzhuo front, I also remember the all about love poem.
1 Hongyan fragrant in the dew, cloud and rain Wushan broken-hearted song in vain ... ... as hibiscus surface willow like a brow, weeping tears of this how not to ... ... right here waiting into a reminiscence, but were already Wangran ... ... if I can live in a dream in the Tang Dynasty, selected at random, I would want a what kind of person? Is the sovereign of the Tang emperor so romantic chic do? Is a mighty brave generals Guo Ziyi do so? Is Li Bai, Zhang Xu, or Wu Daozi, Di Renjie?
Ah, Tang too talented, too many choices of ... ... in Chinese history for thousands of years in the emergence of the most outstanding people together, is really a flash times. They are earth-shattering, their works and the story is still insurmountable peak.
"For beautiful eyes gradually squandering" do? Oh no. Even if no amount of idols, and I will never get lost. In my mind that gentle smile, no one can ever substitute. However, if I can provide a bowl of thick wine Jing Li Bai, one of Zhang Xu Yan Nong Mo mill, even to the Wu Daozi wash brush, in order to make a return to Di Renjie secretary, that the how good.
Ah, if I am really a girl in the Tang Dynasty, if the Daming Palace, Weiyang Palace, incense kiosks, Huaqing Hot Springs is still the place names of those gorgeous songs and dances, if the time to go in this Road, the ancient city walls, not only I am a man ... ...
Author: linda2000sh
