"Qing, do you see that in the face of nature, even if my parents do not have eyes to appreciate, but they can also experience through other feelings!" Bai Chichi and Si Tuqing stood behind their parents and looked at their backs. They were also wet with tears.

"Yes, isn't there a rhetorical device called synaesthesia? Wife, we will have more time to bring our parents out to play in the future. Situ patted Bai's late hand.

The sky in Jiuzhaigou is blue, the water is clear and the leaves are as colorful as flowers.

Here, White Father and White Mother also enjoyed their favorite performances of Jung Zhonger Jia,...