Snow testimony
This is a deterrent to the United States. Chong Gusi subject as early as one day in the five hundred years ago, burned, left over from the collapsed buildings and stationed at the foot is all overgrown with weeds.
Is one such point of view. Duanqiang not be brought down in the distant land, facing the distant mountains, looking at the mercy of the Goddess of Mercy Xiannai Ri.
Time seems to standstill at that moment. Ears came for help, before your eyes are raging fire reduced to ashes, sin disappeared.
Chonggu Si mountains alone watch, solemn pressing could not breathe, then vanish in a flash inside Smart.
Through its five hundred years to the mountain tops, body, experience that it will rain and snow, lightning guide its heart.
Five hundred years to its listening attentively to the birds singing, it is silent reading streams of Huan language, even if the only remaining tile brick, it still must continue to work with Xian Nairi dialogue.
Perhaps in another five hundred years, it still did not fall.
Snow-capped mountains to witness.
Where is the sea pearl
Breathless.
The mountains are still the same horse Tuozhao tired, strained the scalp, meridians beating, pain.
Xian Nairi beauty that can not be a long time to address. Distance is so close, there are like I can climb up that easy.
I went to look for pearl sea, grooms and horse pastures and so on.
Members say that the sea pearl in Xian Nairi foot of the mountain. I followed a group of people behind the slowest speed. Knee-high bushes were out of the several paths, roads lead to leading to pearl harbor. Little by little, those who walk fast, disappear from the Chamber. I secretly blame themselves for the physical, this path has not seen for half an hour at the end, how has come to the stage Xiannai Ri's side.
I squatted, it is difficult subject. Some of despair, and tears in the eyes fail to live where spin, think so hard, and even catch a two-day bus, not even Pearl could not see the sea.
Time constraints, it is impossible here to stay, even if the pearls on the sea front, I can not gamble on it to the. Heart 10 million to accept defeat, is also reluctant to go back, and tomorrow, but also the mountains. On the last three days to this altitude, the total rest to be adjusted to adapt to.
Zhen-Zhen Wu Buyi back and said: Xian Nairi, ah, ah Kamiyama, I am thousands of miles to see you, the results of the first pearl harbor have not been able renowned for tomorrow, I could see the other two more difficult Haizi do? Tears streaming down even more unstoppable manner.
Not much will go back to find that was vaguely have Yihong green bushes. Moving in that direction, saw shadows shaking. Joy. 1 dead trees lie down the shore, a dip in the water. The left and right paths, one from each, all in Guangdong folks, each holding a can of "Red Bull" door god-like. Tears turn from joy, to the dead wood on a sit and watch Lake, Zhuo Mala measures, emerald generally do not have a trace of ripples.
Qiexi. Not as a pearl sea, Zhuo Mala measures are also good.
No Stars Tonight Luo Rong
All the way horses ringtone sound, along streams upstream through the Chonggu Si, through the holy water gate. More from the mountain tops, trend, reached Luorongniuchang.
Col a vacant lot in the wind, supporting a number of big canvas tents, stay with the No. 1 schedule from to 7, facing the Xianuoduoji. Tong shop, a total of 12 beds in two rows, quilt pillows ranging incandescent bulbs. The biggest tent you can Kaohuo, as well as cooking cooking. Cabbage damaged by frost, and the only vegetables that Hulu Gua can be extremely surprised they came out the taste, so dinner boiled instant noodles too hasty.
God will pull Longlai summer clouds, but also changed color, cover your pretty face.
More and more fierce the wind. The more clouds increasing in recent years, not a little thick and thorough as blue.
Down sleeping bag is too strong, hot flashes were unable to sleep. They dare not recklessly, for fear heavier mountain sickness, the only big mouth breathing heavily. Listening to the heavy draperies outside the wind flapping the canvas, dazed in sleep, a dream from time to time came mule whistle sound.
Tonight's Luorongniuchang, snow-capped mountains at the foot of the sky can not see a star.
Author: shelphen
