Feel that the world needs spiritual blending

Visit Luzhou, feel that the world needs spiritual blending; search Luzhou, search for that peace, you need to dip in the moonlight, listening carefully. Taste, because it Luzhou unusual. Mist of Luzhou. The moon has unwittingly exposed the head, was getting dark, Luzhou City, under the moonlight contains quiet. The wooden bridge on the gently paced, Chuanpeng shore fishing boat in the light of the bits and pieces, dim but not significant silence. Black tiles and white walls look at variations in the distance, every family has long bolt the door, point the light. Temperatures drop down, the lake was oozing thin layer of white mist, eyes closed, reverie, it seems that exposure to the sky overlooking the earth, not a good feeling. Luzhou serene. Quartzite at the search to the river, slowly sit down, quietly listening to the water trickle Yuan. The river seem to have some naughty fish, through the mist Tanchunaodai, roll up ripples. Youxiang afar, Wu Pengchuan on one side of the river an old man sitting sideways, just a figure who trained in the fog-like, stroked a gray beard stroking, carrying his pipe down, “Bata, Bata,” the pumping with, “Keke” cough twice, then got up into the boat, and soon, the ship will be off the lights. Sadly the Habitat Luzhou. Facing the river winds mixed with the faint smell of algae, came to a house before. The other house was on, the lamp sat a young, bright and piercing his eyes, staring at the book, seems to have been brought into it. “Bided bitter, famous the world to know” but think about their own situation, can not help sadly. Thought a long time, hung his head at the back quartzite. The Habitat Luzhou heartbroken. The rise of casual, two figures emerged floating wooden bridge, often billed as the original look and a girl, a boy. Young girls whispering as he spoke in front, while the girl was expressionless, but woodenly look at distant green. I follow her eyes looked, and saw that the stretch of Castle Peak looming in a wooden house deep in Greenland can imagine that the house had given it her beloved children. Look at those two on the wooden bridge, pull up a young girl’s hand, he was girl broke free, girl lips moved, suddenly they heard the whispered cry. Girls gone, without turning away, but her hand is still time to time Shizhao face. Youth on the wooden bridge, leaving only one person, head down. Instant knowing about nothing, the more wooden bridges were pale. “Tonight the moon is full, reside in Luzhou, but no to depend on the heart.” Got up and stepped on the bumpy gravel road and go straight Xianbu. Upright late spring, the distance mountains are emerald, near falling messy. Delicate peach side of the road as if the girl can not withstand even the breeze, a slight breeze, patches of flowers. They seem to take on earthly attachment, but the wind had gone, may they be translated into Fallen flowers in a corner, but more of a God-shaped flying. Tonight, why so sad? Can not help but Qingyin “breeze cranes are established, coldest month mourner soul.” Gone with the Wind comes out of grief while I do not know where to turn lingering sorrow guqin, Chords like water, the time when the emergency relief; Pieces like sobs, intermittent. Who is this song in Luzhou moonlight bounce “from the War”, through the piano away, have been intractable heart bounce, Yuting Yu concentration. I have no perception of a cottage fence wall stand, look outside the house, an old well next to a few scattered yellow vegetables depression, a bamboo pole leaning against the wall alone, a few old hens also have to long for back and forth without purpose Xianbu. Through the window, the house was sitting a woman, stroking a qin, sounded very sad, his eyes seemed to hang tears. Moonlight how annoying? I am leaning against the fence and listen to the melancholy air month.