走进吴哥,首先看到的就是参天古树。它们少则拥有几百年的寿龄,多则上千年,就如此悠然地屹立在我的面前,高高的树冠把头顶的天空都遮住了,更有甚者,错综复杂的树根盘住了那一座座古迹,无法分离,和谐一体。来无影去无踪的野猴在其间自由地穿梭着,遇上了行人也毫不畏惧,用一双幽深又天真的大眼睛与人平静地对视,依旧悠然自得地享受着自己的美食。脚下仍是松软的红色泥沙,踩过后便留下一排深浅不一的足迹,我能给吴哥的不过如此。吴哥留给我的,却远不仅仅是这些,更多的是那些穿 Into Angkor, the first to see is towering ancient trees. As long as they have hundreds of years of life, as many as thousands of years, so carefree to stand in front of me, tall crown to the sky overhead are covered, and even worse, the intricacy of tree roots That a monuments, can not be separated, harmonious one. Going to the shadowless goose free shuttle in the meantime, in the absence of pedestrians also fearless, with a pair of deep and naive big eyes calmly with people, still leisurely enjoying their food. The foot is still soft red sand, stepped on after leaving a row of different depths of footprints, I can give Angkor, but so. Angkor left me, but far more than these, more of those who wear