viorances

My heaven

Month rose late, I deliberately stay to see the moon in my hometown. But I come from?
Light has no candle, corn leaf in the wind trembling under the rustling. But I was quiet, can science reverse time, let me white left.
Distracting, ado, numerous and complicated.
Night, quiet, is a black thick cloud cover. One side of the mountain, black men, on the other side of the mountain, and went up into the mountain to see the moon. I imagine to write the sad: no rising and falling, no touching.
The springs, the well water is a water and soil of the earth. I heard sing, I hear the ding-dong, high and low head, and then flow to the mountain side of the cave. Hole inside me when I was a child have been to countless times, those beautiful stalactite and layers of the house like the floor of the beautiful stone, with engraved on my memory.
Jiangnan guizhou plateau from some treasure gas, and precious little pearl, which waste how ruthless unintentional.
About ten years old I have been to a issue of plateau. Weeds and XiLa Chinese fir was decorated with several wild strains, the rain comes again. Telescopic party I see just plateau is independent of the scene, I didn't see the stream of snow and ice, and I didn't see the water boat.
Dissension, the village in man's helpless.
Seen the waterfall and pheasants, and hung from the edge vertical land ice in the winter of hook. A bamboo rod, I swam across the four corners of the street where I! Days maturity, wild boundless! Hamada baishan plateau of closing see cattle and sheep.
Think too far, too far, no one seems to intimate knowledge. Also should not seek.