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In the old streets, old street in the North Sea, I demonic karmic hindrances of disciples! the street like a leprechaun, like, put my socks demonic karmic hindrances of disciples, I have several times a terrible idea: stay here too! this street, is simply a large sofa, warmth and I would like to sink, not from this long sit. The sofa's texture, definitely not a skin that is too cold; nor is the classical furniture, that's not cotton and real. It must be 100% cotton, the most common but most cozy cotton, never dial a share, but the most considerate. To the North Sea, I am actually a bit disappointed. It's the road too wide, too neat urban landscape is too new, together with those in Chinese cities named streets, these are shows its ambitions of urban development. Undoubtedly, this city planning is extremely hard, but it is these heart Let me down. I like southern cities, like Guilin, curved streets, but an even looks shabby old houses, a river passing through town, from the moment of the shade, the city is filled with the "popularity". I don't like this new city in the North Sea, just like I don't like the Zhuhai, Shenzhen and Beijing. My arcade-style building has always been a favorite with, Malaysia Malacca's Arcade, my first new year's eve of warm memories abroad; Viet Nam Sai's Arcade, mixed with the smell of Durian; Guangzhou's dubious Church Arcade, so messy so there is taste. Continuous rain, we went to old street, standing in the wet and old street Arcade, watching the rain was dripping, and blatant fall, sky rain gas-cutting, grey, the whole street almost empty, only the static have Flagstone rain percussion sounds, arcade wall mottle blackened, rain down the wall of MOSS and leaves. At that moment, I am dumbfounded, I demonic karmic hindrances of disciples, the concentration of old feelings, obstinately, an ancient naoer's on me. Love me, I love old street, also fell in the North Sea. Or, I love the North Sea, just because I love old street. The old streets of, is that it is not so why narcissism, didn't put down ordered too delicate. It's not like the West Street in Yangshuo, commercialization, then the noise, then deliberately, it is then the mind calm and casual, love night night, loveliness, and then not pretentious. Most important, it is filled with the "popularity", basically have no West Street, Aboriginal, and Argyle Street on both sides of the old House, or a food and drink scene of Lazarus lived through those arcade into it, it enjoys a, which is a large courtyard, the Garden House is also often a two-tier, turntables and green trees. Follow the steps in Arcade to the left, will see the narrow courtyard, along the stairs to the roof, roof, under the starry sky, seems to always happen that way. Old street in the night, on both sides of the street wise not so bright, and a handful of tables, scattered in bars, the mood is right. One of the bars, La wind name I had forgotten, but it kind of Bauhaus architecture style, turn on the staircase geologice hazards in constructing quli, now out in the courtyard and the doors and Windows, the oblique inclined as wood beam ceiling, really surprised me. We at Orange lamps, the endless world of gossip, but midnight time, suddenly Fireworks, we ran to the street to see the Fireworks, it of gorgeous rotten peremptory was unreasonable, but like a piece of music in a most wonderful huazhang. On the way back to the hotel, the local riding small eDonkey carrying me, in the middle of the night, the dark, narrow alleys, through alleys narrow even to worry about cleaning the skin, huh, huh, this kind of taste, really fresh! I was born and grew up in an old town, in the street, my previous life of nostalgia.