I like to return to their homeland, because here, my eyes, heart and feet have a walk. I described from my bedroom to reach the scenic spot, just 35 minutes. I usually choose the evening go for a walk. To go from north to south, or take the dam, or along the river bank walking. If you walk on the dam, it will meet the old man to go home to catch a sheep, those sheep in the slow slope of the dam while walking Kenshi grass, still could not bear the look of returning to. I also often see a release of the duck returned the old lady, a group of black ducks, lead the way by two big white goose. High goose neck, very proud to walk in the front, and that a large number of black ducks OAKLEY TWITCH SUNGLASSES –08, Dimeishunyan followed. Than the dam, I prefer along the river bank stroll, I like that Manjuan the sunset in the river. The most beautiful sunset of the end-result is the river. Into the sunset in the water than the sunset itself is also brilliant. Of course, the water, there mountains and Heliu of the projection. People think the water is a picture, point dyed screen, sunset, trees, clouds and the breeze. The breeze is to render the screen by the wave, breeze rippled the river, those filled with the wave I take advantage of the river, sunset, clouds and trees projection to crumple, and stripped the color of the water in an instant, with a three-dimensional sense, looks like a modernist painting. I like to watch this scene, so if there is no breeze aid the water a bang, then, I will bend over to pick up a few pebbles to invest in the river when the water draw will be a sudden change, I will be sitting on the riverside. quietly took a fancy to the moment. Of course, I can not sit for a long time, not afraid of the flood dark lump erosion, but those mosquitoes will be a constant stream of flying, buzzing around me, I do not want to take their own blood when their dinner.

In his study writing, just looked up a look, mountains on the eye. Said Castle Peak pleasing to the eye, in fact deposited Dongxue, Hakusan is also pleasing to the eye. The Hakusan looks like a white elephant from heaven. Of course, from the window, you can enjoy observed flying cloud. The cloud not only morphological changes, its color is changing. Just watching or gray lead a mass of thick clouds, floating floating, split into a few slices of boat-shaped cloud, and the color becomes pale. If the sky is a piece of white paper, then, the clouds poured ink to here. This ink is sometimes strong, sometimes pale clouds visible in the painting is full of the spirit of exploration of

Whether summer and winter, Moonstruck, I would turn off the bedroom lights, the curtains, lying in bed the full moon. Moonlight diffuse into the house through the window frames of the bed according to the glow nice and warm white, bathed in moonlight, I had to walk in the cloud graceful feeling. Just past the Mid-Autumn Festival, I was lying in bed the full moon. Day overcast with heavy clouds during the day when, first off the cold rain, the afternoon began the first of the winter snow come quietly. Looking at snow the same, such as butterflies flying in the air, I thought the evening the moon is not met. However, 7 pm, the moon suddenly exposed a few clouds in the East light, seems to be doing clear it midnight grand appearance. Eight, thin clouds, the moon will be in the clouds rolling over the revealed truth in an instant. More than nine huge clouds like a million troops from the southwest toward the northeast is the same across the Galaxy, the vast majority were gone, the moon coming out satisfactorily. Maybe after the baptism of daytime rain and snow, it is bright and clean clear. I lay in bed and watched it OAKLEY INMATE SUNGLASSES, bathed in its silky light, feel good time gently knocking at my forehead, and my heart there is an extremely gentle and well-being feeling. After a while, another group of clouds appear, but that is a very thin cloud, they seem to be designed for the moon to prepare the costumes, because they are surrounded by the moon when the moon with its heart, Baiyun according to the Pan- attached to the emergence of a mass of colored halos, clouds a group, this time the moon looks like a giant honey orange, people feel it rippling out of pure, filled with a rich sweet aroma. At midnight, the clouds vanished, went to the transit of the moon is like falling into a pool of water, the day of clear sky of the sky than we looks even blue. Such an experience in the Moon of the wind and rain and frost, it is a rare case. Seen such a moon, the dream of the night is bright.

I still remember 2002, the first month two days of that day, I and his wife were invited to the west of the brother to dinner, we did not ride away from the city, but on the dam, walk around the small town away. That the world of snow, snow the weather is usually warm, like snowflake its delicate body to resist cold. A pedestrian on the dam, only two of us, hand in hand, walking silently marching snow. The mountains in the snow looks blurry, dam rivers, has been reclusive traces the thick snow cover. Riparian willow and young Young, in the snow looks Yingyingchaochao, heaven and earth seem so vast and so cordial. I walked, I suddenly came to tears, knowing that the New Year to tears is not auspicious, but I can not self-sustaining, the kind of unparalleled beauty to breed my sad mood. Three months later, the wife do me away, when the winter of that year and then returned to his hometown, walking in the snow and fog on the dam, just one person. I suddenly understand why I cry day, heaven and earth are implying that I, the good feelings will do you away, you will be desolate forever of this age-old surrounded!

Fortunately, Castle Peak and the water is still, He Liu, and Qing Yang is still, the moon is also still in my eyes and mind have resting places, and my pen has the most emotional contact. I still like to stroll in the evening, enjoy watching the sunset in the water like leaves in the wind, like to see the snow mountains. I am not afraid of old, because I would like black hair become gray hair when the moon with my hair blend. Let the moon to tell it is the moon or white hair; I can not tell grown in my head, gray hair do or moonlight.

One night a few days ago, I made a snow dream. I came alone to a snow swirling around housing, but on the road, a pedestrian can not see. Only air Manjuan the snow. The snow beat my face, so cool, so nourishing, so cordial. Wake of the window is the heavy dark night, I recalled the year, no matter what the season, I have to do on a snow dream, even if the window is a pack of flowers. Seems to surround me, is bound to be a cool and sad, romantic and cold world. I heart the move, eager to write down his words on white paper. I stretched my hand to open the bedside lamp is not lit it, presumably at night when the power outage; I open the phone fake oakleys, by its faint light, grabbed a pen, a piece of typing paper to express the phrase most writing the words out of my thoughts and feelings, and then went back to bed to continue my dream.

That sentence is: the world of snow.

Yes, my world snow ...