Realm

It is said that there are several realms of life, usually for lower customs sector, the higher the fairy realm of people want to live, some people want to become immortal, but unfortunately a far cry from between the two throughout, Wonderland is extremely difficult to achieve.
But sometimes I suddenly think: In fact the two border in close proximity, or the attitude was only a step away, mainly because the mood in your heart.
I have this feeling the top of the first hair growth in the high mountains.
It was a thousand to hundreds of high-altitude, staying place I call immortal Ridge. A huge "fairy footprints" lying at the foot of the "fairy Ridge" would seem romantic and mysterious. Tree-shaded position, rather like a fairy at the foot of the level of the spine, Jun sly mind fairy flat, which cross in the fairy gorge, the steep cliff face of scarps Valley, close relative to the tall iron fence protection, gives a solid open sense of mystery. I sit on the pier, in addition to hear the whisper of wind, see the shame on the surface, but also to hear the foot of the popular sector bargaining in the cries heard ... ... When the glowing night painfully cold weather when bursts of fat cakes , I wish to enter this mountain travel fatigue after sleepless night rate. But the mountain will not let you sleep, it boldly crept through the window, flipping your clothing; pines will not let you sleep, he kept it out of the window Qing Yin; out of the moon will not let you sleep, it is as if the lake Baptist Man to man over, gently bathing you ... ...
I do not want to accompany me laden with dreams, in the house stay in bed until eight in the morning. Toilet completed, bitterly out of the door, one to go round and round fog, was there waiting for me. It seems to blow away the smoke, but also as clouds gather Xu, fog cloud of Health of the momentum, let me once again surprises mixed half. Eqing, a large cloud rose from the valley, has been in my Orbital rise, the bridge of the nose side, I sniffed it in the air. Which was then spread to go into a mirage vague looming large all over, in my wandering around, this time, Hill is also gone, trees are gone, people have gone, things have gone, I have freedom of the clouds varied Junli The Strolling, the whole body is surrounded by mist and clouds, heavy cloud or mist that intoxicated; or for that wash swept smoke floating to the bulk; or self-consciousness Mo; or oral absorption clouds, at the foot of raw tobacco; or forgotten in the fog in the mountain clouds the existence of this world and forget their existence; I knew the letter was to become a true "hole on the eight immortals" of the ... ...
When I finally reached the fairy population, it was vast sweeping landscapes of rivers; such as screen winding picturesque peaks; myriad back to the valley very close to the show must Gap; waves lake branch ditch, and disappeared together to mirror given to me when Yao. Once again, I found; the morning mist and sunset are a charming and sisters, they suddenly put the ribbon awarded to me empty; suddenly the light's Costume granted to me; suddenly poured into the Caiduan granted to me; suddenly the silver splendid waterfall of light granted to me ... ... I suspect that in the sea, the suspect in the blue sky, the suspect in the drawing, I do not want to move a step further ... ...
Nature sly Waite good luck to all of God, and did not tell it a secret, so most visitors, or the countless ages laity, still "do not know the truth" ... ...
Custom is popular in the noisy racket of the earth, is popular folk life in the desire to cross-flow. If a person really make their return from heart, back to nature, back to the strange magic of the Heavenly Creator, to live with is not power, not a mercenary, not fame, not the infighting and intrigues, not twisted into account of the machinations of the heart dried up, but Morrowind always full of the whisper that moment, night moon, bringing shame face, Greenfield Qingyin, people will forget the existence of customs body, joy of existence, the existence of Worry, shouted that the earthly existence of numerous, this may be a extraordinary, and is a "liberation", a "comfortable" Once upon a so-called. Discard all the burdens of life, the false, mechanical, stiff, fake, pretentious, cumbersome, Guaai, anxiety, jealousy are all forgotten, Cloud Nine, then why do not you go to mountain? Why do not you go to sea? Why do not you go to Mang roaming the forest no smoke some?
In this way, you will feel that you are actually able to reach the "Wonderland" ... ...