Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Only in Venice

Venice, the legendary city of water, I finally came to Venice ...

And friends, a night train, one morning, they came to Venice.

Got off the train, not keep nourishing the lab, and rest your God, straight out of the station, a thought to look at the legend of the water. A door, a Green River crossing in front of, Oh, this is the water, there is water there is bridge, wind a wave ... Front row a few, small bridges, nine loopback, seemingly no way, but in reality, now in a compact, now suddenly, this is the legend of the water.

Come to Venice, in fact, I do not know Venice Saint Mark's square is a distinguished reputation.

While building around Rome, antique, the square in the Middle, rather spectacular atmosphere. The East side of the square, the famous Saint Mark's Cathedral, a Gothic and Byzantine double style, both magnificent and fascinating, and concise thick. The mosaic decoration on the top of the Church, in the sunset brilliance, slanting silhouettes. Night comes around to play up the lights, Nua a big square, how can sense is a stage, Dream Theater. Various color of pedestrians are actors, at this stage, Dream Theater, all in the presentation. And I, an Oriental visitor, what will be put on a play ...

Little Venice, everywhere, everywhere and delicate, this is a small beautiful.

The small river with a small rigid Dora the Explorer, the boatmen and sing a song of sorrow's Barcarolle, even to the Quartet, pedestrian, stand listening little Dora the Explorer, but just words, but also the ship's small stage.

Old Venice, a brick that exudes the breath of history, the history of the Millennium, many legends, brilliant civilization, only in Venice.

Classic of Venice, this integrated stage, such as dream Magic Theatre, fine just Dora the Explorer, there is also a moving boat song, only in Venice.

Long tale of Venice, blue, the emotion of the Eastern Mediterranean landscape, of the fleeting lives, many of the vicissitudes of life, all of this, only in this Venice.

Eastern Mediterranean breeze blowing the heart, the more flying high, this is the young ...

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