I always regarded myself as pretty strong woman, a self-sustaining capacity, has never believe in love at first sight romance. Like Lijiang, simply because it was to create an excellent classical plot, and it is losing from the reality of the impulse disturbance.
Trouble in the city to find a quiet and reasonably priced private hotels, stay for 10 days, then 10 days I morning to evening, hard-working like a peasant woman. Morning, accompanied by the first wire half awake in the morning fog, Yunnan Lijiang toursancient city, I took as childlike curiosity and innocent eyes, dark shiny black cobblestones marching, to find the hearts of the small bridges that prolonged loss of others. Night I packed a day’s fatigue, wear their most colorful clothes, drive the first lamp night light lit in the ancient city before and into the Square Street far the most eye-catching bar, find a line of sight open seat, a bottle of beer, a vegetable, all night, drinking, watching, thinking. . . . .
Old Town of Lijiang is like a 30 just after the woman, with her enigmatic beauty crashed into my eyes.
It was a rained in the morning, half awake thick fog enveloped the town, a bunch of brings tears of the sun through the ancient city of appearing on the roof, China nature beauty tours mottled spots to sprinkle in forwarding the Qingshi Qiao Liang Liang, the sun formed a willow slice and green silhouette. She sat so quietly in this piece of poetic impressionistic landscapes. . . . . .
