Like bamboo shoots after rain as emergent, flapping in the wind overnight, there is no transition to a flower embroidery community.
summer fruit when the first one to be embroidered when competing groups of fruit were to come to meetings, and there will inevitably become a huge fruit stand.
autumn when the first tree when the tree is embroidered, land-locked in the trees were actually sit still, so, here becomes a tree, an international metropolis.
When the first log cabin hidden in the bushes to be embroidered when the winter snows fell down in happiness, they are clustered into a team, the first to feel the romantic rush, no time to even think about a cabin that sixty degrees out of the room filled with hot springs, is likely to melt them into the water. Approached, and before that, they can only be experienced in the trees.
Oh, from the huts in the jungle than the wind, which is more romantic in some duckweed? Anyway, this is a romantic end of calendar cotton seasons.
Ever since the huts, where, in the overnight
embroidered straw, into the people, proud of all year round from green to green.
embroidered stone, stone surname residents battle stretching, and that some heady fresh and chic.
embroidered water, water the whole family, beautiful scenery. Fingertips touch the body temperature of the earth strike, you really not want to leave, and you immediately want to do a permanent resident here.
breeze for the rhyme, the birds from the music, attentive choir singing insects. What a Phoenix Hill, Botanical Gardens legend as extraordinary ecosystem! Acres in the large in this huge embroidered cloth, in less than Hermit
so proud of her embroidery of a graceful life name: Phoenix Mountain Ecological Botanical Garden.
you can not say this is a unique park!
her three mountains for box. Extremely difficult at a glance that was mysteriously magnificent ring up. She, a river open. It is very easy to accommodate Peoples of the chest, magnanimously accepted the world a taste of the eyes.
that embroidered Hermit, see Yang overlooking their own works, not content with the mysterious smile. Here they are, as always, continue to vote in the kind of wisdom, spraying hard-working, worked hard day and night with the sun and the stars. Hui Xin command of skilled to embroidery Hill, embroidered water, embroidered Phoenix Mountain legend. Denmark
distant man who called Anderson, in his He said: chief engineer. Thus, all the clever embroidery, so no Jedi stretches the spring.
hands of the Queen Mother took the piece of embroidered cloth
Liang Qianling April 7 years, destined to be a remarkable day,UGG shoes, it is the birthday of the ecological park.
that day, the sun shone dimly grand, solemn and serene mountains, blue sky, white clouds chest lying quiet, silent wind, rain colorless. The end result of wind rain and color sub-atmosphere to get the picture to sell the sound, hide the track. Wild leaves per tree, every tree on the indigenous Cao Jian, are bare excited. Oh, it's barren hills and waste hundreds of millions of long years, we must awaken.
there are Hill Dan Tiancheng, exactly like an elephant. The same prestige and good elephants, elephants like sentimental. Elephant holding a small elephant, solid cemented the love poems here, waiting for the liquid like water flowing into.
Buddha here. Buddha lying quietly. Auspicious Buddha made, where lying into a song, sung here, Xiang Shou-be.
dragon here. Yuhuangmiao leading mountain, the temple is a mysterious myths and legends, as well as real-life stories. Like beautiful prose, fiction-like sounds, in circulated here waiting.
Phoenix here. A quiet, beautiful and eye-catching. According to legend, the Queen Mother liked a piece of a phoenix on the instrument poised, her way of his own footprints were lost in the here identified, this open display of the Phoenix will have the original aura. This is the old paintings.
So she had a doctrine, one destined to create a three-dimensional paradise on earth, the doctrine. This doctrine needs to be a pair of giant hands, a magnificent embroidered iron shoulder reality.
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