Love Send Xuanwu Lake
When night comes, the busy street plated with a gorgeous iris. At this time but few people stop to enjoy the beauty of this late autumn, most people running around or driving in a hurry People throw into confusion the street, only to get home to enjoy the warmth of natural smoked. I was an exception.
Diffuse moonlight on the trees gently. If the surplus, if present, do not have some flavor. Next to the Xuanwu Lake, the heart often lamented: "a great city, but set aside their own piece of mind inch of land, it is hard to find. Tonight, by moonlight, pacing in the Xuanwu Lake, and her quiet, Her soft touch my heart a little regret.
The entire lake shore willows surrounded heavily; only classic mini 5854 women ugg boots in chestnut
one side of the road missing a dash of the gap, such as specially designed for the moon. Wicker enjoy gently, fill me to see the West Lake in Hangzhou is only the bare willow regret. At the same time, she fiddles with the antenna of my homesickness, loneliness deepened this fall. Disorder of memory, long my grief. Heart-breaking tears, the way back home coagulation.
Awhile, more and more people walk, I wonder if the slow pace at which the number of thoughts in the foot print and helplessness? Raise my eyes to the moon, I suddenly felt cold penetrated my body, clamping Jiaao, hesitant pace, walk in this bleak night.
The whole point of that time, accompanied by music fountain jumping rhythm, sometimes gently, sometimes passionate. Flanagan heart strings and sing. The breeze carried past gusts of fragrance, like a distant building a song faintly heard. This air is also mixed indistinct smell the fish smell, and people have time to smell the dust thoroughly.
Willow flutter down. So stop. I thought: roots always have a place to cause us to miss nameless. We affectionately call her home. Peripheral tree, Juanniao homing, soft feather comb seems to talk affectionate lick, and I can only shallow smile, staring the direction of home, heart lodge in my heart-warming way back in the direction of the light guides.
Moonlight getting dark. People who walk slowly away. I suddenly felt more dash of sorrow, that I only like to enjoy the quiet. Without passion high-spirited noise. Only a few whispers. At this point, I can think I think, so thinking is more indulgent, remove the tired heart, enjoy Strolling in the Xuanwu Lake. My mind was back home that Road shallow bay!