"Inflatable Air Blower" sunrise unable to pass through a thin mist, distribute Emei Buddha. The rustling of leaves in the breeze under the care of, enjoy flying, quietly sleep. I do not know where the birds sing when rains in the mountains ups and downs, add a bit quiet. "Inflatable Air Blower" village in the early morning as the sleeping baby, greedily breathed a gift from God. Change the years, shedding its former glory. Continuation of incense, stone village quietly multiply. Shiqiao the family household, live in scattered, in addition to the Spring Festival and death, rarely together. After all, the mountain is not good to go over the mountains to the pleasure of seeing "Inflatable Air Blower" once the face, chat now story.