費瓦湖條評論

In the afternoon, the sunshine is shining, and the rain before the meal seems to be just a foil. In order to climb the mountain, there is no dust. Russia and Kathmandu a girl take a taxi, study bicycle with Sofia, Niko with me, Xiaojing Xiaoyu a 30-minute journey to the Peace Tower (hiker must go to the peak) to reach the foot of the mountain, a look at the white tower built in Japan, hatred increased, do not want to pagoda, the total reserve something, pagoda side Jietao did something indecent, satisfied with the mountain. The scenery is really good. The sun is shy at this time. In a good time of boating, Go, Go, and a small boat in the rippling lake, people of three different nationalities began to sing successively, and their pleasure could not express their open-minded mood. At this time, Lao Ni took the initiative to boat and roared an international song. Let him go, two boats or split or join, eventually parallel to the final destination. Jim Rat's bird skidded in the air, the lake and the mountain with fishtail peaks were singing, and the time stayed at 17:30. Nepal's aunt skidded to the sunset in a pleasant boat. The night breeze was blowing, and she lit cigarettes. She didn't have to think about anything. The boat stopped on the island, the barbecue was fragrant, and her heart was ashore.