The singing of Luxor Chaoyang

Do four months, five books, ten Butterfly tablets, feeling almost, I didn't expect it in a shell on the Visa card, but Pharaoh's charm or beyond mortal set visa obstacles, to complete a business visa, at this point, our heart is to fly to a soul-dreaming around pyramid.

Luxor Temple

To catch up on 21 February to Abu Yassin Jubail, optimization of the entire trip repeatedly to 1.3 version, but it should be a sentence: the man behind day count.

16 May to Cairo to buy 19 to Luxor's SLEEPING TRAIN tickets, God knows 19, 20 2 days no votes, only 16, the day of the vote, anger, Ah, is it really so, but intuition told me that they are sold out the tickets for the day, qiankun great! asked tengnuo Ah. Back good luggage, hotels rescheduled, we hurried on to Luxor's SLEEPING TRAIN.

In the morning show, we strolled out of HAPPY LAND hotel, located at the edge of the Nile, feeling "Sun was just climb the hills, the Nile water shining" conception, large purple bougainvillea bloom, a bunch a bunch of, the air here her flowers, unknown bird at the frolicking among flowers shoot, issued a melodious song, is it is in the South? only after long river of yellow sand tell me that it was in Egypt, at the edge of the Nile.

At this point the Luxor temples have before our eyes.

Round to the East of the temple, here are to meet the rising sun.

Looking up, Colonnade, Temple, Holy images, after three thousand years of wind and rain, although already is broken wall ruins, but nothing like a bleak twilight and the martyrs and the compassion that they are blue skies and easy to erect, quietly moving toward heaven, no redecoration, affectation and publicity, but the oath was a great strength, rising sun, they came into a brilliant golden yellow, an eternal life seems to be the birth of the eyes.

I saw Angkor's Sunrise, also seen Tarzan of thin red Sun, but it is the first time I saw such a warm, clear, lining the River journey filled with unique, demonstrating his life force that golden, such Golden only in Luxor to see! she shines on Pharaoh's immortal soul, flashes in the solemn 5000 years of civilization, the famous ancient Egypt eternal hymn.

This golden sunlight, as the dew that nourishes my body; like brush, smudge my impression; like a Saint, serpentine with my soul. I pray silently singing in the heart ... Ear Jingle Bell from the cab, as if to my song accompaniment!