Travel air

Travel Documentary - Travel to Taman Negara Malaysia

Mixing the Qing Fen of clay of flowers and trees, in the flow of the simple sense of guitar of the leap that surrounds the leisurely free from worries in Scotland bagpipe, fiddle, wood and harp, I as if is wear in listen respectfully Irish thrush is in bright by the side of the lake water that show, beside the short fill of green gloomy, on verdant loose branch, in blueness dim in the foot of a mountain, the sang in the thin haze in Chu Qiu.

Need not experience ocean is far cross, also need not visit place oneself, flood the street district that goes in home town only, the soul ases if to already was taken distant the Western Hemisphere is that Qing Li, plain, empty clever and mysterious land.
Imagine the Ireland in music, it is Rome surely before invading Ying Lun fertile soil, that Gukeerte the person is tranquil and auspicious Elysian. The man vaults in green jade Bai Yun falls, depasture in reed pipe leisurely; White browses unruffledly like the Yang Qunjing Mi of the cloud; Happy children plays in green grass and short fill; The girl is in the Keerte that hires booth dark blue washs clothes by the side of clear lake water, below fine day of Chu Qiu, the light that there is Bai Xi between appearance is colourful. Still have that Keerte of lively freedom dancing, bouncing lively rhythm, showing multicolored dress and bright skirt character, green jade below green hill water edge is whirly...

Going slowly so... spatio-temporal cutting off my limb body, music takes away my soul however, leave this lay blatant, in the v in another world.

Music is like water. The music like water is downy and clear, wen Run is worn of the bottom of the heart dry up, clean out bath to go the free time slight corneal opacity of the soul. Let a thought break away from this world, rise up.

Going slowly so, going slowly... hold the post of time from beside had delimited, content assuming a world is flying at the moment medicinal powder. Feeling is Qing Ling, heart free.

Moon is like water. Dim, beautiful sunlight was dissolved by hazy moonlight stealthily. Of Lu buy lake clear what already also converted pool of another name for Yunnan Province is abstruse, deep and remote blue. Lily valve disappeared, the gardenia that what the air scatters is lonely spends a fragment. E@ of @% noisy !
In the northward street road of this Chu Qiu, breathing
Do the wind of bright chilly, I listened to last to overcome Er spy melody.

Night, rare, I sleep very sweetly. In the dream, oneself changed an Ireland throstle, be in bright by the side of the lake water that show, beside the short fill of green gloomy, on verdant loose branch, in blueness dim in the foot of a mountain, in the sang in thin haze of Chu Qiu. Penetrate the cloud mists, in air, free v...