在三月的一个清晨,我一头撞进昙华的深山。最先与我亲密接触的是那漫山的雾气,她给了我一个湿漉漉的亲吻。那些薄雾丝丝缕缕,悄无声息的从千柏林一直漫到山巅,是那样闲适,那样宁静。远山如黛,娴静羞涩,似村姑披着轻柔的面纱,亭亭玉立。目光可及之处,皆是梦境。闭上眼,伸开双臂,就似在空中飘飘欲仙。那些充满了阳刚之气也不乏造物主赐予的温情和文静的远山,披着一层绿色的外衣紧挨着,你不离我也不弃。此时云朵开始 One morning in March, I crashed into the mountains of Tanhwa. The first to be intimate with me was the fog of the mountains, and she gave me a wet kiss. Those misty strands, quietly from thousands of Berlin has been diffused to the summit, is so leisurely, so quiet. Distant mountains such as Dai, calm and shy, like a village girl dressed in a soft veil, slim. Visible everywhere, are all dreams. Close your eyes, arms outstretched, like floating in the air for immortality. Those full of masculinity are also no shortage of warmth and quiet mountains given by the Creator, dressed in a green coat next to you, you never leave me. At this time the cloud begins