dreaming

I went to Hangzhou by train. A section of solid colored car covers us, and we have galloped all night. Now we have arrived in Anhui, a thousand kilometers away from Xi’an. I fell in front of the window and watched the green space outside the window change from hard soil to paddy fields, and the four cloth ditches into rivers. I knew that I had entered the south from the far north. people often say that”there is paradise above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below”, and that”there are beauties in…