中伏的咸阳城犹如巨大的火炉,烤得人喘不过气来,稀少的树木难以抵挡躁热,使人烦燥不安,很难平心静气地写作,我时刻有爆炸的感觉。找寻山青水秀,林木茂密的理想静地成为渴望。 不知是偶然巧合,还是心有灵犀,文友相约双休日朝拜崆峒山。我一下来了精神,一声“哇噻”聊发了一回少年狂。为寻觅仙境之美,我们早晨五点就逃难般地离开 Xianyang City in the V as a huge stove, roasted was breathless, scarce trees difficult to resist the impatience, irritability, it is difficult to calmly writing, I always feel the explosion. Looking for a beautiful, dense forest ideal place to become a craving. I do not know is a by coincidence, or mind has conscience, a friend of the same weekend weekends worship Qionglai Mountain. I am coming to the spirit, a “wow thix” chat once sent juvenile mad. In search of fairyland beauty, we left at five in the morning