Living with a thankful heart, always see the smiles and sunshine III

Continued Day2: has been in the evening, or couldn't go to Ankor Wat. Ivy two looks very like the tuktuk drivers are lovely, and later almost every day to see they are inextricably linked. When the Lake as wide moat waters in the eyes, the Sun was sinking rainforests of the spring system in the West. Books, magazines, Web pages, seen thousands of Ankor Wat, quietly volts in the dark blue of the sky, outlines the contours of the already familiar vantech. Murderers of visitors from all the gloom of the temple stood back out, sunset and they still enjoy going. But there does not seem to be around laughing disturbed Angkor dreams, he broke into my memory of the first Act, is accumulated a millennium of steady and deep. We are the first temple miles away. Ray and his wife holding the baby camera to capture the horizon of red. Ger as usual few words, alone with her machine. I LV's company of sitting in a corner of the city wall, there is nothing better than watching silently on the back of the building at sunset to silence more interesting. A thousand years have passed, strife and peace and decline of the number of times they have been packing in this land. I cannot help but recall when France botanists have not come before, they are just part of the rain forest, no miracle of appreciation, jingshi that ceased to exist in harmony. I arrived that day, on Angkor, however is the history of the day. The evening went Dead Fish Tower dinner, your death your petty bourgeoisie restaurant, is also very interesting. Day3: Small CircuitDay4: Big Circuit