The bagpipe of "black rose" is still floating in the air, performing a farewell without confession

Black and white pictures, black and white cutting, black and white parting

Everything, in the eyes of wood flow, Greenland, frozen in the legend of the purest snow peak - the boy in green is sitting on it playing the bagpipe.

Several carriages slowly stopped beside them, and Arthur got out of them and picked them up.

"The count is not at ease. He asked me to come and take you to Windsor Castle."

A listen, wooden stupefied. He said that he had no intention, just wanted her to live.

The carriage drove along the avenue, and the horse's hooves gently stepped on the bluestone board, "trampling Tap... " , quietly loud, turn the corner, and gradually quietly disappear.

They passed by Edinburgh, the capital of Scotland, which remains stubbornly medieval to this day.

Here, you can see the scattered medieval buildings everywhere, the long Scottish bagpipes everywhere, and the romantic and unrestrained Scottish skirt everywhere.

Yes, it is obvious that Edinburgh has neither the luxury of London nor the romance of Paris, but her quiet and calm can give everyone a refined and attentive heart.

Here, you will always feel that the time is slow, life should be so leisurely

Some people say, sniff the sea breeze from the North Sea, you will understand that as long as you cross a meter, you can reach heaven from Edinburgh!

Look, what a beautiful metaphor. People have to be moved, because there is a demon who is harmful to the world, isn't it?

So Scotland has become so enchanting, beautiful and free.

The carriage passed countless hills, tranquil lakes, towering castles

Changeable weather, whether sunny or overcast, or rain or wind, said to change, like a neurotic young woman, temper changes rapidly.

Dark clouds, sky curtain, pressure is very low, far away, the top of the mountain, are tightly covered by clouds, as if trapped in a huge egg shell, layer by layer wrapped; the sky and earth are a little depressed, but also lonely enough to make people want to cry.

Muki hugs herself, she squats in a corner. Looking at the wind and rain outside, thinking that she just tied him and threw him aside.

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