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When I set foot on this ignorance of the land, was surprised to findthemselves lost in the past those years, the NHLJerseys presence in this piece of good land; in Those scenespeek into the shock, I seem to feel some of the past lives of the hidden causesand conditions. Now I'm even more sure that this does not home and nativeland is my soul. 

You asked why this land is so captivated people do? First said it was blueand white bar, Ali saw the sky and the blue NFLJerseys, wash it again just like the internal organs like the cloudis very low, feeling is at your fingertips, you can clearly see the cloudscarefully drift away from the head changes the whole process of convergence. Ali'sview of the vast, desolate, snow-capped mountains, lakes, many withtransparent, especially morning and evening light a lot of scenes are veryshocked, I often describe the feeling is that every pore is the feeling ofpenetration 

Bring a sense of religious mystery, in the Tibetan temples everywhere is, WhiteTower, Mani Dui, wind horse flag, etc., even in inaccessible Ali, who MLB Jerseys, lakes, roadside, Pass isfilled with pilgrims, Mani stone wind horse flag, are in such an environment,with or without faith will make the heart may give birth to more piety and awethat once someone has the pious awe probably will be able to understandsome peace and can not figure confusion and distress. A paradise for wildanimals, especially in the north line of Ali, the Tibetan antelope, Tibetanwild ass, hordes of Mongolian gazelle, wild yak, wolves, bears, foxes,woodchucks, come and go from time to time, "Man and Nature" in theAfrican continent the basic impression of the North line of Ali could seethe smaller version, but just not the same species. 

Elegy history, flourished in the tenth century Guge dynasty disappeared withouta trace overnight, thousands of people along with their CheapJerseys with the ashes, a history no solution of themystery. Now standing on the ruins of ancient grid, sobbing could hear thewind seems to horses neighing, rolling sand faintly there swords, can besoul-stirring legend who had gone with the wind the dust of history.