本在画里行,却道闯其中。醉问何处是,乃悟云之南。——仙游云之南记初来昆明,天气很是凉快。街上的人个个都懒洋洋的,可不是嘛,谁不图个安逸凉快。这天气把人都养成了神仙,谁也不着急干什么。树下穿着长褂的老头倚在竹椅上,眯着眼瞅着自己吐的烟圈。傍晚雨来得很急,也似乎不着急走,磨磨蹭蹭的。好像在天上飞来飞去,像个小孩,在这儿猛哭一会儿,见没有人 The painting line, but it Chuang into them. Drunk asked where is, but Wu-yun of the South. - Southern Tour Xianyun early Kunming, the weather is very cool. All the people on the street are lazy, is not it, who do not plan a cool and comfortable. This is the weather to develop a fairy, no one is not anxious to do anything. The old man in a long coat under the tree leans on a bamboo chair and squinted at the smoke ring he spit. Rain in the evening was very hurried, it seems that no hurry to walk away. Seems to fly in the sky, like a child, fierce cry here for a while, see no one