Yunnan, I've always been a loving, love like this, based on a curious about the mysterious land and.Finally put the Erhai the next small courtyard, this fall, has long become a coveted meet. Life is so rich that we would go blind from overexposure ; sometimes the study of life is a burden, so we have to put it down!
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I lost in the name of the edge of Lake Erhai, " Bodhi in the sea ". Bodhi, put it down, give up! To put down slightly, but we really do? can't let go, and sometimes!At least let go of Nanzhao the land from witch those in the blue sunset moon landscape, and the romantic story!Now that can't let go, casual, then! This post, that is, a heart in the day free to record the sea, or is a bodhi and nirvana.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dali, or from the start! Dali ancient leaf elm, due to many ancient temples, only the phantom is also a wonderful fragrance Buddhist country elegance said. Located in northwest Yunnan, the far only Bai Autonomous Prefecture.Asian cultural crossroads, kocha - Horse Road and southwest Silk Road hub, the intersection of civilization of Chinese - Tibetan, Yi birthplace of civilization. Nanzhao according to the Tang Dynasty, Song said Dali Kingdom.Cangshan for its landmark landscape of Lake Erhai, romantic is the insightful nature of generalization.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------
-------------------------------------preface-------------------------------------
When the flowers open, the sky was blue ; if body is the sun, the heart is brilliant!
 |
Wuliang Mountain, a small town, small, almost can't find his location on the map ; It's big, big, almost the whole world heard him singing sentimental.You may not know this, but you could not have been unaware " river soups " the folk song!
 
I steped into the Wuliang Mountain in a sunny day at july. Rushed in for the first time, and in 2011, then again, just superficial drift.
In fact, for the world, we are drifting, rush, rush to only the wind and rain and time, would leave the vicissitudes of years, traces of the past.
 
Here, tea magu an important station on the road, at one point, horses and people boil, now also run without taking the time of abandonment.
 
The street remains the same, still, horses,camel,man that are no longer here.
 
Broken Wall, the record was busy in the past, lonely silence, is about life's vicissitudes.
 
Behind this grating, perhaps, for once, had a pair of amorous eyes, breached the green slate swift and fierce Hunter Mahan and pass on the streets.
 
Once passionate years, perhaps, the strip away with the sound of hoofbeats.
 
Stay, just yelling and helpless.
Forever live on, so time still cut for the world.
 
A piece of music mildly " brook running water " flows for decades, to see Chinese folk music of the world. But few people know, the first song in 1948, its authors in a common courtyard of the Child.
 
No matter how high the mountain, has a fairy name ; water is not deep, dragon spirits. Sometimes, the ancients, is the truth. --------------------- key, " Brook Running Water " former residence of the author.
   |
long long journey to the Chinese old countryside!
ReplyDelete