his knees kneel

his knees kneel in the wet land, his hands clasped together, the rise will be to look up at the sky, it seems that there are people in to tell him. His face softened instantly rigid lines to life, a string of bright gully aspect of liquid running down his face twists and turn to shed. in the vast wilderness, he looked like small, can be another kind of harmony and piety, it seems that the light is shining paradise He. He is like a vast plain in the years of lonely trees standing, occasionally been struck by lightning, and instantly to life. elderly people kneeling in silence, it seems that freezing into a statue.