Not starting, just like a friend the villagers with drunk alcohol for two days. In the Royal Court, Riverside, landscapes same color, suddenly remembered that one: "the room is not painting, in front of a giant painting." Breeze blowing, the river waves hitting shore wet feet, I propose a toast, said: "In fact, happiness is to eat a superfish, twitter a beer."
I think tomorrow, pack up my happiness, or embark on the journey, in a place where nobody knew me, what want, what do not want to.
It seems only a moment effort, they sat down at the Dali洋人街a small bar. Twilight hours, and outside the ground floor with intermittent rain refused to stop and bars will become the best place to go. Asked for a dinner, a very simple one dirty one element, for a long time is not up, in the flickering of the candlelight, looking through the books, doodles, is a testament to that phrase: what want, what do not want to.
I would like to Dali to Lijiang will be a lot of people like me, can not be said for a non-arrest, or as a kind of escape, in short, a person to come out on weekdays where pressure in the minds of those deep shallow heavy tilt moment, are all vanished. Renzailvtu walk and feel really good! As with the sub-Huai said: a person's day is and lyrical flute, such as the horse by the bridle put grasslands ... ...
Run out of meals to "lazy book bar."
13 days, then returned to the city, in a very modern "Name Code" where memories of the night with coffee and Lijiang, Lugu Lake and the memories of light rain on the Meili Snow Mountain Napian unpredictable clouds, as well as the old bin of roast pig feet, would the feeling of hot ... ...
Return, in the Kunming airport terminal, waited three and a half hours, an Arabic buy a "soft time in Lijiang", a cup of coffee, a very rich sense of honest, heart Qingqing faint idea of what did not, the static If the lake water.
Back to Guilin these two days, went so far unwilling to open, do not want to speak, mind drifted Meng Meng's. Aventine said that I was suffering from a dependency syndrome Lijiang, I do not know whether, as he said, is a sick state.
In the blossoming bars strung-out that afternoon, through a glass window you can see the lake, the lake Jing De incompetent calm heart, there is an inexplicable urge to weep, with a total inability to find what Syria and was refreshing.
Lijiang alone every night, the shuttle in every alley, and a different bar to see everyone so idle no arrest is completely self-relaxation. During the day, the cat idly basking in the sun, the master idly basking in the sun, he realized that people can live!
I think the ancient Lijiang should be isolated and insular. Aventine Let me morning 7:00 and 1:00, when the former into the Square Street, in the ancient city where a person walking, a person experiences and feelings quietly, when the city is ancient, and waving the business casual atmosphere of the day , give me the feeling that a dream yesterday, is a distant, five meters wide, but the street is no distance between people, as if I was sitting on the pier in front of my house, you sit in front of your home pier, there are no Yi Cha Yi Cha spoke homely manner. Alley deep in a thin fog of light around is the dream of a trap people fall. Didi Di city saw the moon, you seem to fall came.
Renzailvtu walk and feel really good, is a release, a self-return, surrounded by open boundless, like there is no antecedents and no place to go. Lennart Meri in the way to go, there is a wide road, road is a one on both sides of the barley and the unknown wildflowers, winding roads stretch the distant mountains extending toward the deep clouds. My name is Master parking, relying on the rear, for a temporary companion, said: "Give me one!" My friends, if you would like to "SCMP", I wait for you in that journey! ... ...
When it starts without any preparation, in Arabic with his Lijiang complex traction with me, took me into the Lijiang dream of, yet I can not get out it share of yoke.
Therefore, the deep loneliness, and thoughts is a very mysterious thing
Author: panlei1
