Wednesday, February 16, 2011

vibram five fingers thermometer with ten degrees

Maple, you are all my pride! you to be strong, but must be happy, because ah, I will In the kingdom of heaven has been watching you, if what if I find you sad, then I may ignore you anyway! 2 7 early morning, the train bunk bed in a warm, gentle on the train tracks rhythmic sound, I naturally wake up, shocked to find out the window is already vast white one, the window  north face denali  were quite cream, we can see the Northeast cold is not covered. Quickly get to know the little shop opposite the couple, also travel extensively Laolv cy boys in bragging and playing cards in a day wasted. Six in the evening and a half, finally arrived at the legendary Mohe, the northernmost of China to respect the cold, four dumplings embattled armed to the teeth, solemn and slow (mainly wear too much)  insanity workout the train and set foot on the most North of the land. Evening at six thirty, the sky black, although only her eyes and part of the face, and still feel in the air Ling pure, cold needle-like penetration scarves and gloves, only a few minutes effort, scarf closed on the formation of respiratory and cream. Foot kept slipping, the ground is white ice. As early as the station was waiting holding a sign, come to the driver and tour guide Yang Master,
 who has a passion for nature Northeast, the service was attentive, do not hit the car reminded head, do not slip off to remind the really good ah. Dinner met counterparts from Xi'an, a family of four, who all came to hearty, two-day six of the future will form a small group to find the North, many people eat incense, I determined the requirements of the future early in the evening to eat together, and been agreed to. Yang graduated with a master meal everyone to enjoy the night view of the town of Mohe, middle of the street, huge   vibram five fingers thermometer with ten degrees below zero cold, the thermometer under the pictures, I do  mac brushes recognize myself. Polaris Mohe Mohe Town Square should be the highest point, the foot of the arch of ice, beautiful lighting extends upward along the mountain, we reach the top of foot slip at the name, the North Star sculpture, the monastery is surrounded looked neat lights outline the shape of the streets, European-style buildings only a blur. Night without words.

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