Dear, Hong Kong has been returned for a long time, you can I have our Hong Kong to travel, Macao has been recovered, you can have entered our casino? Dear, **** and the country has passed the age of flower armor, you can ever visit Beijing? The World Expo has already cooled down, have you ever visited Pudong? Reform and opening up has passed thirty years, you can ever go to Shenzhen to bathe in the spring breeze of reform, appreciate the power of science and technology?
Dear, Tibet has been opened to traffic, traveling to the roof of the world is no longer the patent of the mountaineering team; to Lhasa pilgrimage, is no longer the dream of the ascetic. If you have time, are you willing to go with me to see the yak running; if you have the physical strength, are you willing to go with me to see the antelope in no-man's land?
Dear, the white mountains and black water outside the customs we have not yet seen what looks like, Dalian aircraft carrier, we have not yet been close to the end of the examination, when we go together to see the city of the model, the paradise on earth.
Dear, when we go to see the unearthed terracotta figurines, to wash the clear soup of Hua Qing Chi? When can we stand under the Big Wild Goose Pagoda and reminisce about the recklessness of history; when can we go to the kilns in northern Shaanxi to see the golden color of the corn and the real footprints left by the founders of the *** and the country; and listen to the loud and clear voice of the song of the Reliance.
Dear, a few vacations a year, if we can travel, then make up your mind to go, I believe that it will never cost half a loo of coins, and will not empty your wallet. But one's mind will be soothed and one's horizons broadened from then on!
Dear, nowadays you can fly direct to the United States of America, and to Europa, you can fly direct; we can travel all over the United States with a square meter bill, and we can set foot in the European Union with two square meter bills. Go to the Corn River to wash the silk scarf of love, go to Baffel to post down to witness the dream of steadfastness, we take a picture with the white dove of peace in the square of Paris, and go to Italy to see the celibate Pope. Go to Germany and drink an authentic draft beer; go to Spain and dance the madness of a matador.
Dear, we can use one-third of the square meter of the price of double flights to Singapore, Malaysia and Thailand, to taste the new picking of betel nut, to see the lifting of the country's temples and monks. You can also go to Phuket, experience the western hemisphere Hawaii like scenery. Or go to West Asia to see my Muslim brothers in deep water; go to Dubai to see the luxury of money and the madness of oil. Or go to Tokyo, let the Japanese girls, kneeling on the tatami mats to serve you, do a colonizer's dream. By the way, go to North Korea or Vietnam to see a different kind of socialism, the absurdity of rationing. Honey, the day is not a 70-year certificate, love is not bending over in a mood to sleep in a queen-sized bed of 2.0 meters square. No one can guarantee whether you will wake up tomorrow morning with an earthquake or without a visit from a demolisher!
Dear, the meaning of living is that you eat well and sleep well! The meaning of living is that you should see how others live and how you consider yourself. My dear, career is just a dream for you and me, a national dream, work is just crazy with a group of like-minded people. Phone calls are just a means of coping with those who won't kiss and flatter, and letters are mainly used to inform forgetful lovers.
Dear, everyone has a castle of love, everyone has a dream of a princess and a prince. When the prince did not appear, you as high as a princess; when the frog appeared, you hold to keep a clear head, do not have a momentary crossing the fairy tale branch as a magic wand.
Dear, love yourself far more realistic than love a strange comer, spend your own banknotes than spend other people's money more moody. Although the Wukong is strong, far from the reality of the Tang monk, every time not forgetting to make a fortune to fill the hunger; sand monk although practical, but not as sweet as the eight ring, everywhere to be able to impress the girl. Heart towards where you want, the road will reach out to where; hand hold how long, love will have how long.