After leaving Xinjiang for more than a decade, many people have gradually forgotten. Passing through Shenzhen Lichee Park on the weekend, inadvertently, I heard the familiar long-lost music in the lychee forest, and I went into the ear, "Tiller Coy"! Twelve Muqam in Xinjiang, the cry of the soul, the call of love, the cry of parting The first time I heard "Tiller Coy" was the birthplace of "Tillery" in Kashgar, Xinjiang. On the eve of the Spring Festival at the beginning of the year, Xiaomiao resigned from Kuangshi in Shenzhen Longgang. There were too many things, and she couldn��t finish it. Just when the dog planned to return to Xinjiang in the summer, she put a big bag of some discarded clothes Cheap Newport Regular Online, called a dog. When I returned to Xinjiang, I took it back to her. Dogs in Xinjiang for more than 10 years, southern Xinjiang also ran a lot of places, but it has not been to Kashgar, as the saying goes, "Under Kashgar, do not understand Xinjiang." Light under the black bar in Kashgar In the depths of the winding lanes of the old city, there are mixed sounds of silverware, and three old people on the street are singing. They are so fascinated and entertained, and they are very skilled. Xiaomiao said that it is ten. Two Mukam "Tiller Coy". Listen carefully, such as the nightingale singing, like Huang Yuming Cui Liu, from the depths of the heart to send out the old and the dead, resentment, love to leave, to leave home, life is short, suffering and emotional crying dog in the grandmother parents, see more It��s always very sensitive to the crying of the separation. I can't bear to listen for a long time, urging the seedlings to go. Xiaomiao is a native of Kashgar girl. She has the same natural beauty as the Osaka City girl, her talking eyes, her light and dexterous dance, her kind and thoughtful mind, her style, and her unrestrained arrogance. The old city of Chaza in the summer afternoon Carton Of Marlboro Reds Free Shipping, there is no irritating sultry heat in the mainland, and it is cool. Xiaomiao said that "Tiller Kuyi" is not only a life of death Newport Cigarettes At Wholesale Prices, but more, the cry of love, you listen, sly lonely, as if the fragrance of red plum, quiet and distant, stunned. A word awakens the dreamer, suddenly suddenly epiphany, such as the first sight in the dream, plum blossoms, a sense of turmoil, "Tiller Kuyi", love cut, intentions, thousands of kinds of Jiao, all shame, The shadows are fragrant and the dark veins are dark and fragrant. Ottoman grass with green oil on the Tuman River. Walked along the Tuman River for a long time. Xiaomiao said that the Ottoman grass (Usma grass) of Kashgar is also the red plum of the desert. The fragrance is quiet and the leaves are sparse. Xinjiang people like to take the leaves and juice Buy Newport Online Cheap, which is used to coat the eyebrows and scalp to promote hair growth Carton Sale On Newports. The longer the eyebrows of Xinjiang people The darker and darker it is, the Ottoman grass is painted, the legendary eyebrow (Mei). "This, Ottoman grass, you deserve it!". The seedlings picked a few plants and sneaked at me. At the same time, they wiped the tears between their own eyebrows. In a flash, the shadows were shallow and the water was shallow, and the dark fragrance floated at dusk, and the smile was light and sloppy. Enchanting, taking advantage of the demeanor of the demeanor, not staying up late, life is like a dream, the years are like songs. The finger pointed to Fanghua, the red dust was strange, the young and the light eyebrows, the tears had already dried. Deviated from the hometown, mixed with the rivers and lakes, "Tillery." "Tillercuy"! Can't help but shout out loud. The singer-songwriter in Litchi Park was taken aback. The mountains and rivers met the acquaintance, and they actually heard the "Tiller Kuyi". One talk, the old man was also a young man when he went to Xinjiang, Kashgar, and he was the fallen man of the world. He must have met each other! When chatting about the past in Xinjiang, the old man played a reminiscence of the Alhambra, remembering that The shadow of the heart is fragrant and faint. Whenever I hear "Tiller Coy", I will remember the long journey in my heart. Long years, I want to say that the year is so confused, it is really difficult to choose, the joys and sorrows, have been there, so persistent, why? Have a heart, sinking, sweet, who can be drunk with me, know each year Years old, the world is full of fate! Fame and fortune, is the success or failure of the head, a big dream, a dream, a dream. For the former "Tillerkui", the "Reminiscences of the Alhambra", the shadow of the heart forever and the faint scent