Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Mountain Memory

We went up to the mountain, winding path, on either side of the path of grass, green path were fine sand, walk to soft a lot. Grass open blue and white floret, very simple, floret should have a mild scent, flowers should be mixed around the fresh air, the mountain air should have its own unique flavor, should be in our old not smell.

Under the mountain, I looked at the mountains above white mist slightly, once thought for a while, I will walk in white mist, just like in wonderland, like walking in the same as paradise, I think he's waving the long-sleeved clothes, put pink white mist in the dance.  coach wallets usa

 I was in a mountain, chasing the milky fog, but always not overtake swept in the fog, until I half, white mist but and I've been keeping a certain distance, I can only see it, but not in its arms to fall, it seems that white mist should likes alone, it likes mountain hideaway, like grass quiet, like the path quiet, but he doesn't like us these cheep children. I had to give up, watched the mountain fog, looked at its thick, it's beautiful all shy, I don't want to disturb its silence, it quiet life. Suddenly feel winter fog much good, we can in thick fog hide-and-seek, our hair, also has the mist to our crystal tire, white frost, that should be the most beautiful hairpin, although we can't always have, but every winter but we can get such a precious gift.

The sky and the light rain, since we can all kinds of brightly colored umbrella, MengMeng around the mist, the grass is hanged on the little rain full of glittering and translucent, but grass bending, flower several single crystal little pearl, everything appears embellish up, more lovely. Green mountain in the distance in mist, made even more embellish the green seem to embellish of flowing down as rain in the distance, I think about whether the stream in the mountains turned green also.  coach wallets united kingdom

Our around in addition to the soud of rain, is a silence, our voice be rain every lived, seems to rain reluctant to us to disturb the silence of the mountains, the silence in the rain here appears to be more of static, here we surrounded static will, suddenly from a noisy city came to this silence the mountains, suddenly feel is not adapted for mountain, mount static static waves coming toward us, seems to give us bury, seem to mountain in the us, static expulsion affects the us, to restore the silence of the mountains.

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