Angkor travels
The moment of departure are in work, hurriedly packed things holding tickets on the go.
This is a bit of travel, stolen. This is all alone on the road, a companion to their recent many of these experiences, he is alone a dull feeling, but feel free.
On an airplane over a magazine, there was a good introduction to Cambodia, windfall!
Phnom Penh soon arrived, and there is no difference between flying and Shanghai.
The weather was hot and the Sun with a big, Khan came out.
I get my coat off, a little bit afraid too bright of the sky, white could see nothing. Someone asked where a taxi immediately hear a loud call of joy, I asked him for a walk in the direction of the immediately surrounding a group of people. I ask the price, they said to us $ 7, I shook his head saying too much. Some of them immediately pulled out a receipt, that tell me that is unified price. I am a bit disgusted with myself this sudden reflex bargain.
Choose a car seat, hot and noises, I sat down for a while, the air conditioning becoming cooler, I found that the taxi driver turned out to be a very young and handsome young man, English speaking, terribly hangs face always shy and courteous smile.
And this is called non-drivers barely speak clearly, he sent me to the market and the Royal Palace, play it back to the hotel to dusk, 20 dollars.
He is very glad that drew me to the market.
I was a long time is not so hot weather around this place.
A, a unit of heat waves with vision. Look around, selling all kinds of scarves and CD, toilet stalls, silver shop, the color is gorgeous shawls, if it is not too hot, it's worth a careful look. I picked out of bed skirt, too long, but you can change the scene. In costumes of aunt front sit down, looked at her with that old sewing a rolling a mill to change my skirt, I wiped the sweat that is too hot, she moved to head fan, let me have a good blow. I looked around and found this sewing machine line, each frame rear sitting, I was a bit puzzled that so many people need to change clothes or they sell side seam side? I recently quite want to buy an electric sewing machine at home to do something, but to stroll around the many shopping malls are finding it difficult to find, this manual estimation more difficult. Have seen Guangzhou pubs do the old-fashioned sewing machine table, as if that time that sewing is past, but imagine a thousand miles, located here.
Changing for the better is a little hot skirt, then find a pitch to sit down and drink Coke.
Sat next to a systemic skinned man. Boss asked where I was once told me that the old man a Chinese. Laobobo start and I chat, told me he is Cantonese person, I always think Cantonese than Canton, Oh, my birthplace, suddenly seem distant and civilization. He is a native of here, the Chinese were the period of National Sun Yat-Sen's victory, Cantonese, Mandarin both good. The greatest desire is to go back to my hometown Cha-Cha family tree, see where. Chinese, I think I have seen in recent years in Southeast Asia for many Chinese, are all this kind of root-knot.
Out in a silver store bought an agate is, silver necklace, was nice!
Then you can not find drivers, I had to walk around the market a big circle, along the way keep someone asked me if I sit motorcycle.
Big Sun, dust and see very clearly that I am sweating like pulp, head a bit empty.
Finally, I suddenly found non feel quite bold, luggage all everything in his car, while he and I have almost no words, but he looks so honest one.
Went to the Royal Palace, to be honest, I still don't really know the history of this Palace.
I'm a lazy, or feel that there is nothing in Phnom Penh. The Palace was beautiful, magnificent, especially because the roof is extremely high, went in Khan went slowly. Not allowed to take pictures. I also put away their visitors, quietly standing at the window forward. That time is at dusk, the outside of the temple is bath sparks. I like the light and shadow that off time, the most feared the white one, completely unable to set the focus.
Go to the corner of a very partial, saw a foreign woman sitting in the shade on the steps, face emerged very sweet look, I am a bit dumbfounded, so look is reminded of boyhood lover? she saw me very gently on I nodded, I return a smile.
Each time you travel to see such a lone lady always some touched, felt that the old is also a very good thing. Why fear age? now every day is young, because tomorrow will be even older, I would think so.
Have a friend to send text messages to come, said he saw the aircraft on the introduction of Cambodia's magazines, now you can give me the wizard.
I wrote back and told him if he is sitting, we should look the same, I also stole this book. And then he told me that he quietly took the book, I laugh to non.
Back to the hotel, take a good shower, King.
She is still the same, somewhat hurriedly, crunchy and scraping the spicy and doing things. I say Let's Hug, she said, let me first tip, I am tempted to return my Wicker Chair. Then have a bath, so doing, sitting on the floor and large window at the Phnom Penh, in front of the big lawn, distant House but narrow and short, this is a gap between the cities.
Days slowly all black.
We hire a car to go to the River, here's a taxi all play tables, 5 dollars went to the River, a very short journey, the fare is a bit of a let alarming.
In addition to the heat, the Mekong River is still very pleasant.
Young people and couples, hawker occupy the seats by the River. The River is very wide, bowed a little wind, receive the distance a message "here's the Moon is light yellow in the full moon, it's very nice, you there?" and I looked, it was getting dark blue-dark blue, and there is no moon. Looking for a very large dining room and sat down, the decoration is a bit mixed a little French local color, in a small town, mashed suddenly like into another world. Drink a mouthful of Angkor beer taste very light very refreshing, people suddenly just relax.
Eat
Meal by the River station, saw some young people around the ring games. Poverty of the local nature also have their own hobbies. Then looked up and saw a round full moon also came out, white, walk through the clouds.
I propose another Cup, found a bar to sit down, there is no long island ice tea, so called martini.
This night is true is pleasant, the thin light, wine buddy, I loose pieces and the pieces are cushions of rattan chair, forgot everything.
Mary help us bring second-day air tickets to late, fly to Angkor near noon.
Sun. First to Mary came to pick us to the hotel. The hotel is I love it, spacious, clean, bright, the room is big but refined, have a spacious balcony, with extremely suitable for night back another Cup.
Had tons of nice lunch buffet.
Martha nothing changes, continue straight and passion, and I told them to Thailand GM killed in the tsunami, two people cannot help but sadly.
Or exposure time, we started in Angkor.
Buy tickets $ 40, 3-day pass. Before someone tell me if you have only 5 points to buy tickets, you can inquire on that day, but worth it.
If I own, you may rent a tutu, a local of the Pont-motorcycle, can take 2-3 people.
There is no air conditioning in the Sun is hot hot hot, puffs on his face, a Khan, it should be also very interesting. Now we are a luxury more, Wang is the petty bourgeoisie, founder, together with her, who may not be large. From beginning to end, I have a schedule, she both said I'm a good person, I smile, in silence.
First go to a temple, India has become a very broken wall ruins, spend $ 5, a, the accent is very heavy, to concentrate to be able to understand, and India religion there God, name it is difficult to remember.
Hear the most terrible is a God to kill the demon of the nails into the opponent's abdominal. I purposely put the pictures shot down, and the sun shines straight down, a little strange, that at any time be heat stroke in General.
Then a bit tired of sitting on the bus.
She were warmly the next place, I half-closed eyes, suddenly feel that go as far as I am concerned is the same. Car and stopped around quite some warnings on mines, a bit scary.
This temple to go long channel, tree especially high across the Sun.
My hat, towel, wipe a Khan.
Walked in and see more of towering trees, roots firmly wrapped around the walls, like integrated, wall full of little rock is a large piece of the large block.
Born out of my mind, should we came there? my heart starts beating faster, look up to, verify, she gently nod, is here. Oh, I actually came, this dream of turning a thousand times, Tabou-LUN Temple meet it is also not true differentiation. However, before his departure for this also to read the mood for love ".
Tree and Temple here is completely inseparable, closely entangled, no matter how time flies in the side.
Wall and sure enough there are many small hole, I am one to look at, Oh, I wonder if in addition to his many people here tell secrets?
"Hey, these caves is said to have originally with stunning jewelry," Wang said.
Jewellery, subtly flashing light Ruby, Sapphire, ancient people really understand the true meaning of gems? inevitable let their exposure, in the fascinating world flashing light to reflect the value of it? or maybe, when people really had too much without reserve.
I found an empty hole drilled in the wall finally saw a hole in my heart of stone.
I slowly on the front, focus, my secret slowly said, that I was the secret of Tibet for many years.
Out as though the Sun saw a foreign man reading a book.
I looked around, she has been unable to find two people, but to their own shopping and walking out the door, find a stone steps and sit down, they go to. Far from looking in this temple, desolate with isolated, my heart suddenly pitched down, and my secret also found the placement. However, the secret out? I can't remember.
The King said unto her secret have all been told to people, not to say; Martha more cute, said she has no secrets, and I live with you this literary youth road, secret most.
I am ashamed, ear rings that suddenly the song "Lord, save me, a young!.. ”
If you can, I'd like to sit here in an afternoon.
Next time, I think, will come again.
The evening of asymptotic to Angkor to watch the sunset.
Car in old town in bloom, from time to time through the gate of Angkor Wat, stone two columns on both sides of the line-up in the guards, it is said that on the left is the Asura gods are Devils on the right.
Door hole narrow, but was able to fit it into a car, also cannot fail to be miraculous.
Angkor Wat is beautiful on the front of the moat, on the shore of a beautiful tree branches, a soft and tender green, the water is biqing biqing.
The first heavy wall is so broad reflection in the water, as if it doesnot, the old fortress of yellow brown with light blue sky liner, incomparably artistic conception.
At the perimeter of the walls, we have begun to tear, slowly along with the crowd into it.
Go to the gate, and a long-long bridge, see the second into the walls. Evening light started to become soft, sunset, lightly according to the figures fell into thousands of years ago in time and space, slowly into it, the castle is the Green bricks, there are many nice door and window. Often seeing secretly a corridor, along with another door, at the end of the door and saw the light, as a gateway to another world. Those blue brick courtyard makes me very obsession, remember Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, although much do not like the movie, but that blue brick was marred by the cars field is my preferred.
To watch the sunset, the required climb steep stone steps, I somewhat heights, but since the last climb snow-capped mountains after progress.
Mayi-the most powerful, easy to go up, I'm also on the hands and feet, Wang strike is the world's breastAre used. Finally to the roof, sat on the stone, looking at a distance, the Sun is red, red ball, not salted egg yolk. Some clouds, mist around into a piece, and clouds began to like like a general. A little bit of wind, an ancient Palace, sunset, moat, doesnot trees, Millennium silent brick walls, there are occasionally burst into the history of the us.
Many people around, the welcome is not too noisy, we all find their own location, waiting.
Also see under the sunset afterglow of writing something, I always felt it seems pretentious, but see that they are inputs, as though the surrounding people and things do not exist in General, and feel good. Martha laughing: "literary youth you write?" and I have used their joke, so the hand touching the heart and pretended to be a deep place head: "write, with the eyes and heart. "Voice just landed, three people laugh. My side of the head to see her two and the Sun is thinly veiled with two good friends, I just think that the heart is full of joy.
"Fast," Wang pointed at a distance, I looked up, and sure enough the sun slowly West pendant.
At this point, but the staff was very disappointing to start up, so do not understand why would pick this time, I heard that has always been the case. Many people meekly to go, we hid in the East, simply left Tibet at the end of the team.
People began to go up.
We stood in the cave, far from watching the sun go down bit by bit, the light coming from the opening shot, man stood there, as if waiting for alien picked himself. Finally, the Sun completely into the clouds, and sky fairly bright, Nua a left us, Angkor Wat, a few, we carefully from the other side of the stage. Finally couldn't resist shouting: "I'm finally here. "Voice echoed over and over again. The King laughed and push me: "you are crazy. ”
Eve soon came.
After all, is the tropical place, at the end of the day, sticky.
Back to the hotel had a bath and body or tired, the spirit is back. Find a good book, the driver took us to a restaurant in France.
Went in and felt Tribunal order unknown, is a quiet courtyard, far a little light, we automatically reduces sound, with a puzzled into it, and saw a little store selling clothes accessories, things are quite good, however, we are to eat.
And a beautiful woman with a flower smile smiling torsion walked out, we hsuan, she means we go to the second floor. Is a Rotary, wooden stairs going up a little branch branch of babble, the restaurant slowly appear before our eyes. The first floor is extremely high, old ceiling fan in the head gently go over the warm soft light.
Seated leg extension, although this is not known, but this is the place where the ladies would give this kind of lazy free feeling, lighting so vague, food fragrance so attractive, full-ear is waxy waxy French, colonial, I wonder.
Order to me and is very easy, it points out, only King hesitated for a half day, finally said to not point out to see you both good points before deciding not to eat. I almost want to head off the table, the man, said he was an easy one, but the little details of life has always refused to everyone are easy-going, alas, unless caught on her dead person, otherwise, what's bad day. Moreover, her loyal people often do not love her. Bale Bale, a meal, I think too much.
Refreshingly soup in here is really good, lie ahead that sour taste with strange odor straight rushes, contraction of stomach, hungry immediately feel immediately raised, have a mouth, acid and mild, mouth, throat, oesophagus respective feel different stimuli, such as the aftertaste, no matter how big the drink immediately, with meat, sweaty carefree.
After that, each day must point refreshingly soup.
Food is very good, very sweet.
The King stood up around the House, near the boss also cited, is an old France, face hanging moderate proud smile. I kind of don't want to move, also had to physically sit straight, politely and he nodded, treated him in the past, the body also withdrawn the comfortable chair, put their imagination into a soft bag, weariness grew up, this House that I air began bracing of the eyelids open.
Hotel bed spacious comfortable, I took a bath, Wang laugh at me such showers do not put your vitality are washed out.
I dry head of water droplets, a bit dumbfounded dumbfounded, from what I think of all that life is too long, vitality and? room dwelling, I quietly opened the doors of the balcony door was loud voices out there and I would like to know is the rustling sound of birds in the tree, first reached out to, a unit of heat waves have come flapping face, it appears that the day to night on the balcony and have a drink is ideal, it is to sweat profusely. Tropical night! I retreat room, see King already asleep. We discussed whether to see the Sunrise tomorrow, the answer is of course not. Then someone said I was lazy, you really miss the beauty of life, I said nothing, I miss the beauty of life, enough is too much, not bad this time. Room was very cold, dark, distant Tan box mirror with strange light, I suddenly remembered the DURAS lover inside the large estates, the Golden honey-coloured skin, also at the Mekong River.
Sleep to nature, the highest realm of holiday.
Bath, found the King has busy busy, I also went to Martha's room to find them, and sure enough she were bed chat, very narrow bed, I also lay up, and it was packed. Haven't this together, the three women, we would like to become an independent women's quotations, Oh, do not remember.
Tropical winds of the morning are warm but not hot midday ao, drivers, and so we, today the car.
We all like the driver that never make the line of duty, face always gentle smile, regardless of what is required. The car also has a beautiful moat, tree, water, light lianyan, I cannot help but sigh, this beauty is always so timeless look, I'm not in it, she neither eccentric.
Far from the sight of the city, somehow want to call it the city, is a stone, hang up the Valley, form very palatial.
A group dressed in orange robes ofMonk in the crowd, the colors are jumping, of good, as if they were here to really master, although many tourists are stone submerged. The whole city is very poor, but the outer wall fresco protection is extremely good, warm to the livelihood of hundreds of State, a family Kiss hidden hide, intercourse, old woman doing housework, slowly one look, there are also many battle scenes, then the height of the stone carving art is developed. To go from just inside the door frame of crosscut saw a piece clearly… days constitute a term you want out of spectacular images.
The sun shines in the old stone town, a little light, a little dark, light and shadow that off, looked up and suddenly see a smiling face like flowers, stone I secretly wonder, back, back, all sides are smile, great sun, those smiles and warm and peaceful, I find a stone against the, the moment I watched that one live my smiling face photo, this is the famous "Khmer smile."
The city is said to have more than 50 Smiley, and everyone were fascinated. There is a lady in a cave to us, we will climb inside, it is a small cave, for God. The old lady is very old, a white face is warm peace is smile.
Came out I suddenly feel contented, the three most think of places to go, I do not know what it is, I always looked out for the old trees and stones in annoyance of the temples, that leave my secret place.
At noon, we're back in town, found a restaurant for lunch.
There is no air conditioning in most of the restaurants, the old ceiling fan in the top of the head gently rocking, I routinely called beer, don't have the appetite, drink some beer, sit a spell sleep will gradually hit. This noon, in the old ceiling fan of sleep, the kind of happiness, the Americans, can't road. Time here is the feeling of luxury and extravagance of anytime, anywhere, but also with a clear conscience. My eyes and more astringent, dimly remember Grandma's old House, the same ceiling fans, holiday afternoon she out changeable Dim sum, if that day is a Yam Pok meal, I and my sister will turn to the joy of heart.
Yamaha subsequently took us to a local market to buy silverware.
Here is better than gold, commodities seems almost, but neat and orderly. Silver or a strange attraction, a large swing in there, shining brightly lit in the reflection. Us one by one, imagine that the pendulum at home. Unfortunately, I fear with things, so don't dare buy big-ticket items, she both bought a lot of good things, the big a whole set of Bowl, a cover of a cover are particularly good, and turn it over, and is a unique and interesting little tray, if you add some water and put on some petal, inadvertently placed in the glass surface ... Finally, I chose two silver bowl, slightly larger than ordinary Bowl, those patterns very exquisite. Back home in my somewhat Bohemian flavour of the shelf, even the father said. Wandering in the market, but also a good sit down like the locals gave general practitioners, woman with lemonade-ended my hands get wet, slowly built up, and I continue to resting.
Longer journey times are a little tired, after the battle tower and Lai King steps slightly look, not imagined.
We asked where the driver can also? he English is very poor, pointing a say, we would say that you went there with us. This sentence he understood. The car forward, I really like this do not know the destination.
Car when we accidentally see the Chinese characters, Ah, he took us to the week tevoda, it is said that a Chinese-funded rehabilitation of a temple.
Now is the time, it was Mr. Ray the most soft and beautiful. We sat on the steps of the temple, watching the Sun to shine in all year on the wall I wonder, I look back, stone window frames are green tree, like the one of spring's paintings. Everyone talking, immerse yourself in the most beautiful light and shadow, true, it is I've never seen a beautiful light, until now, close your eyes, I can see the stunning images.
At dusk, we both think of Angkor, like what we call General.
Watching the Sun gradually falling again dispersed the crowd. I think of that dream in silence, that I know will never achieve the dream.
The last leg of the journey is the Tonle, we sailed through the Cambodian mother Lake back to Phnom Penh.
In order to catch the boat got up very early. Each time before you feel pressure to get up early, however, arise, see clear days, see returning light, breathing the fresh air for a long time… and think all pay has paid off. The car drove to the suburbs, the road begins to show the true colors of Cambodia, very bumpy. Along the way are very simple and low farmhouse, it is said that because of the war for too long, this country is not willing to cover a good House, can also be understood that a bomb down what the ideal home.
Terminal chaos, a bunch of people to help with luggage, I look on their faces, feel than the city restaurant people interesting many face is very sincere expression, the price is also very real, slightly rude, but not the humble humility, is the flesh of a group of people.
The ground is wet, a lot of people a great fear of luggage in wetlands, I thought it was fun next to.
This time no backpack, corruption and pulled a not too big of a new beautiful box, now by the people on the shoulders, far from the sight of bright red. Everyone is a backpack, soft old old large package is one place. I wouldn't call myself a love of people, often to see beautiful things dirty, some inexplicable pleasure, often make things came to Earth is to have experienced it, then try and get dirty, clean it is this process.
The dock was crowded with ships, we followed the crowd, no order, or you don't know which boat, jumble, I was over the Moon, as if going back to childhood school days, a large group of students coming to back to school.
Have a friend who said I was a rebel factor, always noisy scene, maybe. On the boat to go a very long wooden bridge, a little rickety, myself and the King said, "irrelevant" despite moving, she walked gingerly way. Finally we were anRow sitting on a boat, I sit on the wooden chair, my strange that such a long way to sit on such a small boat?
Looking to the shore, to see many of the child package endorsement pilgrimages disembarkation, I saw an array will understand that they should go to school is by boat.
Our ship, and the children of the boat together, away for a while, their school, my days, water school! kids excited, rowed the equivalent of one another, to respect all the classrooms on the water. Oh, it is romantic, I wonder, if you want to make the small class and the next ban talking to the boy, who want to draw a small boat in the past.
Our ship breaking waves, Lake seems endless to me very confused.
Then the morning as dimness, everyone bath in the golden light, exception. Far from seeing a big ship, it really is. For large boats, this time really breaking the waves, the boat speed is quite fast, many people simply lay on plate in the Sun. We highlight three Asian girls love the character, whose goodness is not willing to go out, cultural differences at this time the very obvious. Cross-Strait Vista better, but I grew up in the Pearl River Delta, each time you return to the child are met in this scenery, and somewhat bearable. But it's a long, straight sit our paranoia, I brought the Norway's forests, at most.
Return to Phnom Penh, the heat is pressing.
If it is not a night that my travels is fundamental to an end. A dream of Angkor, had drifted away.
Had a very good hotel, knew a colony of typical signs, extravagant inside, resembling a went into another world, people become cautious.
In fact, I would like to live in the small hotel near the River, on the balcony looking out, looking down the bustling crowd, hot air and drink a glass of beer, frozen clog making a loud sound.
Settle the luggage, mysteriously asked me: "you want to be happy?" and I said, of course, is to think, how happy she told me the local has a happy pizza with cannabis, dare try? I want do not want to just nodded, but cannabis, in the Netherlands are everywhere, but I haven't tried yet.
The King in his head, you next to the antics of these two men unmasked. US oh smile, carrying her name car headed straight for the happy pizza.
It is a very small very humble shop.
We sit down, put before us should call up three pizza, 2 1 not happy, happy. She kept repeating, all happy happy? a? we made her laugh, back and forth, finally let her straight. Pizza, without any problem, just a bit like vanilla meat following the same thing, I had some tongue licking, slightly bitter, a bit weird but not unpalatable.
Days slowly all black, outside there are a lot of motorcycle and car drivers, tutu continues while a pedestrian.
From time to time some woman came up and sell postcards, I see a stack of small landscape card, is said to be hand-drawn, colourful and beautiful, I think from Africa brought back the two pictures are gone, a labor pains my heart.
"I don't feel a thing," Martha told me that I was stuttering, or feel so pizza.
Send SMS to ask me a friend of mine, he said that some people are immune, you may be. I shrugged, Hey, cannabis, was all about. The King had a little bit of her unhappy's pizza, a little depressing that we bring her to eat delicious food, and even her smile, hee hee. Eaten, we checkout for farm, go out, suddenly and I said: "my head a bit dizzy. "I patted her:" all right, it is estimated that drank beer. "On the bar a bit tired, we see a bath full of restaurants, go limp legs massage. Lie down and to know how tired I tilted his head to sleep.
"I won't", shot up I, I see her face was red, look very frequently blurred, jump.
We stand up, when I suddenly felt a bit like my legs, oh, my god! I'm also not immune. Door ablaze, but we can't walk straight. Poor King with her little body pulled I stuffed it into the taxi and three people do not know what to shake back into the room. I dragged out my teeth wash, sober, but the body gradually cannot own control, the last on the bed. The darkness just hear the King said: "I want to write a journal, write down the two of you. "I lost consciousness and gradually.
My plane is on the second day in the morning, I have a strong belief to go home.
Morning, I was awake, Ah, my head, I do not believe that I still own, in this life there is no such faint. Hold the wall slowly walked to the toilet, and slowly twist the lid open toothpaste, mouthwash, if slowly pour in the film, we don't have to slow down the slow motion shot very well. Actually, I scrub the whole body strength, wear, clothes buying silver bowl on the floor, and other odds and ends I decided to give up, suitcases, good chain, very slow to slow to move to the ground, all of a sudden, I felt a little bit of effort at all, sit back on the bed, slow breathing, I think those are people martial inside the body of the martial arts is such a feeling. Will and had a physical fight, I suddenly crashes, the whole people lay back to bed.
Spell the last effort I made a short letter to call for help to air really is a shame, but dare to say that he was ill.
I slowly and coat retraction of the bed, sleeping the past again. Sights to see in a King, and also, she seemed to recover a lot. They whisper, from time to time out, I drifted off, I do not know too soon. Subsequently hear the King said, "I go", I know already in the afternoon, she missed her aircraft. Continue to sleep, to sleep, and from time to time to look at me and asked if I was hungry not hungry, I just asked her to have a drink of water and continue to sleep. Only a conviction, the next morning to, and cannot be missed. It is curious that process, I actually just slept until the next morning, more than 30 hours sleeping,, the head is getting sober, strength of course almost wholly from me, But finally not so faint.
Dream on a plane back to Guangzhou.
Then imagine my Angkor tour is over. The entire people back to sanity is already a few days later.
I began to reflect on their own, very seriously.
In fact, at that time, if in the bar attack, it is estimated that a bit dangerous, so chaotic cities, several of the girls. And I, I believe, also always do nothing just planting a consequence, also self-righteous, fortunately, the King did not like us. She send text messages from Shanghai asked me: "?" and I honestly answer: "head also Halo, firmly opposed to drugs. "Her smile upside down, then she told me.
Now it is summer in Guangzhou, Twilight, lanterns, watch the bustling huanshi Dong Lu, the opposite is also a piece of green trees, unfortunately, has almost been drowned, and the city Angkor is FABI.
