是风雨对大地的倾心表白,嶙峋或丰满都是爱。以一个人的名字屹立山峰,藏于元明清。战火硝烟里的情结,是锦绣山河上的印章,经过巨人的手掌抚慰。其实更如无数的星星聚在一起说话,抑或海浪摔在涯岸的碎银,涉县丰实的财产,祖先遗留给后人的秘密。你是大地荡漾开来的波浪:石桌、石门、石槽、石屋、石巷、石臼。古老的庭院、古庙以及垄行梯田,石头里开出的金银花。你是天空散落的云朵,安放在燕赵大地上 Is the wind and rain on the earth’s confession, complacent or plump are all love. To stand in the name of a mountain, hidden in Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties. Complex in the war smoke, is the seal of the beautiful mountain, after the giant palm comfort. In fact, even more numerous stars gather together to speak, or waves crash in the shore of broken silver, Shexian rich real estate, the ancestors left behind to the secrets of future generations. You are waves of the earth rippling: stone tables, stone doors, stone troughs, stone houses, stone alleys, stone mortar. Ancient courtyards, ancient temples, ridged terraces and honeysuckle in stone. You are clouds scattered sky, placed on the earth in Yanzhao