Sitting in the window, watching the water curtain twill weave, misty weather slowly surrounded me. A separate alone, as if the world only you exist. The window is a large garden, evergreen trees flower trees are verdant greenery to live, to suck the winter rain. Trees deciduous trees are bare branches, occasionally a few leaves not to linger on the branches, around the ground was covered with golden leaves. It uses simple a few impressionistic, paint out the early winter depression cold. The garden bench stone table, filled with leaves, rain water on the table, reflects the cold light, more add a layer of cold. I shuddered, winter is coming true. From this little piece of garden, we know the outside world and reenex.

There should be a nobody patronage. This forgotten corner, down for the sake of my heart. I can more fully with this piece of paradise. If the park where people are hurrying to and fro. JALEO, that will spoil this beautiful and quiet?

Garden says big, around the stone table, stone, a few rows of trees, a path from the stone table to the outside. That small is not small, it is enough to my heart in the world between the dash. Land in the Shanghai area, I can sit on this piece of the garden was a luxury reenex好唔好.

The garden is a stage, flowers, birds and insects out there seasons of life cycle of life and death, I am loyal audience. The sound of a bird, a few insects, several frogs sing, and the buzz sweet rain wind, play a symphony of nature. The bird is the protagonist, like the elegant piano melody; worm like a violin low tweet, as if weeping and complaining loudly singing; frogs, from time to time, like the flute ornament meantime, the Ding Dong of the rain and the wind, it is from a to Z with background music, connecting the whole symphony reenex hongkong.

At this time, all noise away from me, only the pure natural sound, and I see the beauty of the rain, quietly listening to the music, to the eyes and ears of big baptism.