慢慢地,由远及近。五梁苑里空气清新,祥和安宁,迥然于我之前已经开始习惯并适应的巴特王国的乌烟瘴气。绕过一个又一个高低起伏的暗道,摩卡拜轻车熟路。跨过一道馥郁的花门,豁然开朗。所有的建筑都是纯白的,圆顶柱身,小巧别致,像一个个蘑菇繁茂于绿莹莹的丛林。不时有灵巧的身影于道间闪烁,手里还拿着彩色的盒子。“老人家们,别来无恙!”摩卡拜老朋友般招呼着。“哎呀,摩卡拜——”老者们抬起了头, Slowly, from far and near. Five beam Court fresh air, peace and tranquility, very different from before I have begun to accustom and adapt to the Bad country king. Bypass one by one undulating ups and downs, Mocawi light car familiar. Across a fragrant flower door, suddenly. All buildings are pure white, cylindrical dome, small and chic, like a lush mushrooms in the jungle of green Yingying. From time to time dexterous figure shining in the middle of the road, holding a colored box in his hand. “Elderly people, do not do anything good!” “Mocha worship like an old friend. ”Oh, Mocaba -" The old men looked up,