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Chapter 14 Yunnan

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    Yesterday I was digging through things and found a headdress, which I bought on the streets of Lijiang a few years ago.  After I bought it, I thought it was a bracelet, so I put it on my wrist and walked around the ancient city.  There was no one there that day, and the only sound was the running water at the base of the alley wall.  The rest of the blue-sky pane flower and plant lanterns, and even the Naxi girls embroidering on the swings in the small courtyard, are silent and gentle.

    I couldn't help but stand not far from the swing, peeping at the girl, and she suddenly raised her head.  The one on my head is exactly the one on my wrist, so it is loosely pinned in the hair, and a row of pine green pendants hangs down in front of the black hair and snow-white forehead, swaying and dazzlingly beautiful.

    She smiled at me at the time, and at that moment, I felt that my high-response was half improved.

    A particularly clean and pure smile is quite rare to see now.

    ? On the same day, I went to the Ancient Tea-Horse Road, and I met a Naxi tribe who took his own hawks and dogs, crossed the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, and walked for more than 30 kilometers to hunt in the mountains behind the road.  The hares and pheasants were caught, and the hares were directly rewarded to the eagles. The pheasants were washed and plucked, minced and fried with wild pepper Along the road, you can pick all kinds of mountain mushrooms, boletus, matsutake, and rock belly mushrooms  ¡­all delicious on earth.

    Later in Shuhe, the rice noodles were fresh to the bone, the sun was generous, the sky was blue and clear, and the snow-capped mountains were unparalleled.  Then I came across this inn called Beyond the Past. The owner of the inn was sitting in the yard playing the guitar. He had never heard the song before, but his voice was first-rate.  So I drank a glass of Snow Mountain Rose in my hand, and spent an afternoon under the shade of the trees there.

    A friend read the article that day about my rebellion as soon as I arrived in Yunnan, and sent a text message, did you forget what happened after you returned to Shanghai that time?

    I just remembered that when I came back from Lijiang, I was groggy and had a fever for several days.  At that time, I complained to this friend, and she sent a series of contemptuous expressions: You are so weak, you have low altitude sickness, just go back to Yunnan

    I really want to go back.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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