晨雾打湿了我的外衣,在丛林里,我追拍一直花蝶直到被藤蔓包围,当我喘着气惊奇地看着四周,一只猴子一样奇怪地打量着我。在这仙峰缥缈的峨眉山,谁都愿意相信能偶遇小白或者小青,不过前提是我要让自己保持干爽,我可不想在神仙面前表现得像一只落汤鸡。 Morning fog damp my coat, in the jungle, I chasing patterflies has been until the vine surrounded, when I gasped and looked around in surprise, a monkey looked at me as strange as strange. In this Emei Shanxian wandering, no one is willing to believe that occasionally encounter white or blue, but the premise is that I want to keep myself dry, I do not want to behave in front of immortal like a drowned bird.