Preface:
This is not a travel log, which is a travel memories.
I have always believed that the process may have shortcomings, but the memories must be good, because it will automatically filter the process some of the impurities, leaving behind some very fundamental things that I will never have.
The year, you occasionally have a few trips.
Autumn, when you decide to hike again. It is the city you live away from a very distant place.
Where have you been a dream, the golden ci no fear of it was purely belongs only to fall there.
In fact, for the trip itself, you never feel it is not a pure enjoyment of the process, such as from the origin to the destination that you would call it the "hurry"; or end of the trip and go home exhausted on the way ... ...
But you still look forward to the first day of almost frantically to come.
Can not predict for the upcoming trip, you always believe that would be beautiful, and you have the more convinced that the volatility will make it even more beautiful.
Simple HAPPY, is your life's an option.
Tao-city, Aden, a legendary fairy place to live.
So, go.
Legend of mortals from earth to reach heaven, will be subject to a lot of hard ordeal. Do you think you are really feeling.
It is actually the spin-off body and soul.
Your body continually suffering with, but your thinking has always enjoyed has never been pure.
As if memories of the last century, has again jumped before their eyes.
It was hidden in the hearts of a very deep one picture. The sky is dark blue, and to the duo in your eyes like a mountain of thick heavy layers but was not a trace of white defect. Slope is flat, yellow and green and white ground covered with grass rubbing your whole line of sight. You clearly have ears to hear blowing in the wind streamer Pi pit to sounds, but, why did you feel the world is in front of you it is completely quiet ... ...
Your body is like in this world has been invisible, even the ox and Yang Er you do not have interrupted their ongoing walk, chat, and sunbathing in their world has always been like this. And the time here merely as an embellishment.
Continuing headache make you very reluctant to admit that you are still in the human body.
Dependence on painkillers have been limited to expanded almost to extremes. This makes you feel a little touch of fear.
The car, close your eyes, hoping to membership by the sleepy eyes to paralyze some of your pain. Close your eyes, in addition to the roar of launch vehicles, you can no longer hear the voices of others.
As usual, you are just on the road.
An occasional rise moment you wake up already and feel sleepy hub. You would prefer to narrowing his eyes to meet your sudden but Napian dazzling white, but you can not back off.
Yangmai Yong, Xian Nairi and Xianuoduoji, legends of Aden the most sacred ceremony to three Kamiyama filed into the stands firmly in the eyes.
This is the day to noon.
Blue and purple colors of the two small little duo duo of wildflowers blooming throughout the valley. Chun Chun vast land from the streams flowing to your feet by. Dark green Haizi as embedded in the valley of a beautiful pearl. The rise, the eyes of God continue to uphold the peak of their holy snow-white, and yet miraculously incorporated into this piece of colorful people, but still warm valley. The air has been no human breath, while you are walking an angel walking the garden.
Not know what the future before the eyes of the beautiful makes you feel very real.
You know you really have to stand away from the days close in places, but you also know that you still have no way to reach heaven. Although the three peaks clearly God in your eyes, but you still have to look up to see him with its head in the sunlight dazzling snow-white and sacred aura.
Local residents told that they were originally the incarnation of Buddha.
So, are you hands together quickly, we face the Sanchi reverently worship ... ...
Postscript:
Thank all those encountered in all, so I can experience life in the self-sedimentation.
In fact, I love this city where I live, but sometimes I have to leave it, watch it from a distance, and found what I like it.
Author: yuyu_chen
