八月初的南宁,太阳多少有些炽热,于是,收拾行囊踏上了去桂林的行程。或许是铁道方面刚刚发生过一些意外事情,火车上行人明显减少了许多,放眼窗外,喧嚣的城市渐行渐远,有绿树成阴,群山连绵,有小河水潺潺流过那些亘古未变的石头,更有那一望无垠的甘蔗海,海潮层层,轻轻抚动,偶尔闪过一两个行人,挥汗似雨,我知道 Nanning in early August, the sun is somewhat hot, so, pack up and embark on a trip to Guilin. Perhaps the railroad has just happened a few unexpected things, the train significantly reduced the number of pedestrians, looking out the window, the hustle and bustle of the city lopsided, green trees into the mountains, rolling hills, there are streams of water flowing through those who have not changed Stones, the more expansive sugar cane sea, tidal layers, gently caressing, occasionally flashed through one or two pedestrians, sweating, I know