The canopy boat by the river was docked in a small river four or five meters away from him, surrounded by shallows on all sides, and in the distance even the sunlight in the sky was obscured by fog. Excellent. Beauty. The environment is easy to produce something like entering the world. Victory. Border. feelings.

The first thing Zhu Jia thought of was to tell the girl next to her: "Don't you like to take pictures, how about you look at this." ”

She glanced at it and said with some surprise on her face: "Really, you wait a minute." ”

In such a vast countryside, there is no need for the lens to deliberately add a layer of filters, and she can clearly see the dark trunk of the sequoia tree on the picture that she clicked on after shooting, and the far side of the boat has long been damaged, and she can't help but put aside the picture and look at its real place.

It may have stopped here a long time ago, and the fallen leaves and dust made it blend deeper with the surrounding scenery.

She won't deliberately stop in one place for a long time, and on the way back, she will even stop and go much less often, and she will also shoot at the one next to the path that sticks out of the dirt, Yin., red., and colored lanceolate leaves. small. My wife. Thorn, almost a few seconds, she immediately took steps to chase the young man who walked several meters in front.

"Wait for me!"

"Hmph" his voice was not loud, as if. Ridicule. Laughing, maybe just speeding up some breathing, or like the moment the plane took off and lost its sound, I seemed to even think about things, muttering in my mouth, and listening to it in my ears, so clearly.

"I'm not waiting for you right away." She also sped up, and in the eyes of those behind her, her back looked like this world. Break off. Wonderful. Target. Qian., Ying, he thought in his heart that if she turned around at this time, the light appearance at that moment would also just verify the idea at that time.

In a good hour.

When he also thinks that he can stay longer, it is easy for him to have a feeling that the next moment he may be alone on the train back.

But why is it so close to the end of the line, now my consciousness seems to be blown by the wind a little blurred, and I hope to be able to reach the familiar territory that I have already passed sooner and sooner.

There is no such thing as here where he is now, how to show himself without incoherence, only this day, and the woman who occasionally laughs at herself and sarcastically speaks to each other.

Sink. Buff. It didn't take long for me to be in this state, and it was as if time was going to repeat the journey, and I didn't remember much about what happened on the road.

The beautiful and attractive girl and he stood again on the grass that had just reached the lake in a few hours.

The young man next to her said to her, "It's going back for a while, and I suggest you go back to that reed." ”

She glared at him this time, maybe a few months, maybe a few years, and the impression that she would never forget when she came to this lake was still this thick reed, and the cold reed flowers like this now hit her face for a while, "If you stay for a long time, you will definitely catch a cold." She felt like she couldn't even breathe. Penetrate. Gas. She seemed to remember how warm it was when the sun hit her face.

Of course, I would envy myself at that time.

Crooked. Diameter. Open. Quiet. The trail, into which it is the depths of a jungle, there is a misty light accompanied by the birdsong of "chirping" and "cuckoo", which more and more frequently breaks into her ears.

Walking is not fast, perhaps in her consciousness because of the hazy feeling in this dream, she did not pay much attention to this road, different light and mood, it is more than before to let her taste the inner emotion, if it is not for the unrealistic barrier, it has become a moat.

Walked across the creek over the iron bridge and she would appreciate a little more glance from the square. Empty. Crack. Extend. Branches and leaves that come in.

Walking through the delicate layer of transparent glass like a coffee shop, and walking a few dozen more meters, it is easy to get to the sign posted on the top of the house: "Cypress. Healthy. Healthy. Medical. Therapy. Beauty. Appearance. Yes. Well, it's this." The first word was blocked by the green leaves of the pine and cypress, and after he read the above words, he subconsciously looked at Luan Jin's face.

"It's better to build a toilet in such a remote place." She walked to the front again with a look of not wanting to stay longer.

Even if there is no sunlight at this time, walking out of the jungle still gives her the feeling of sudden enlightenment in front of her eyes, and she has the illusion that it took a lot of effort to get out of a long and distant primeval jungle, and she stood in front of the traffic lights of Huancheng West Road and Ma'anshan West Road.

Maybe it was so long since she felt like the last time she stood here was a long time ago.