My home is in Shanxi Province and pleasant scenery,seasons like spring,it's beautiful as King.I sat by a gentle stream of water was smooth bluestone ask on the stream that allowed the voice of calm in his right Qin Run to my heart,share of soft and subtle echoes in the depths of my heart.water passing sizes,strangely shaped rocks on the moss green domesticated hen.
Quietly,moonlight integration into the streams,it seems that all things are in the United States to listen to this sound,sentiment this rosy picture.My thoughts have been flowing slowly drifting.An unprecedented a beautiful and wonderful,are along the traces of years of weathering Qin-dyed my breath.in the sparkling silver of the waves,I suddenly forgot what form of streams,sent a taste of what kind of sound but the rapt attention of a wholeheartedly into feeling.Streams that flow through my heart,delicate in consonance with each other,I with it had a tacit understanding of the.
