I know, a picture never fit in the early morning sunrise and the magnificent picture of the African earth. Full of eardrum busy birds, insects wild cattle tread a fine tremor of the moist earth the shadow of heavy jungle depths of weird life was awake and sound between heaven and earth instantly transform the brilliant color: wet weight of the overcast blue tailwater of the deep night gradually dispersed, bright day in the symphony meandering like fireworks blossoming. African sunrise of the earth, always so quick. That wild, free, pure atmosphere, full of heaven and earth.

There is a famous madman, called PETER BEARD fortunate enough to lose in the land of Africa at the child really pure the last years witnessed the feat of the most spectacular on earth mankind destruction of wildlife. His most famous book, called "THE END OF THE GAME". The cover is a dense mass of elephant herds in Africa, the land movement, red title: the end of the wildlife, the pressure on the whole picture. This madman by Karen Bligh Eriksson ("Out of Africa '''') call to Africa, he began to Africa will be eternal life can not be separated. He continues to live in tents in the outskirts of Nairobi bush, sitting on the ground crazy paint and take notes, warthog ran around. He is still famous, a series of wild African works for the western big-name fashion magazine shoot. Mania magical life, beautiful clouds, guests gathered. Fifty years ago, he arrived in Africa piece of Eden. At that time, he often legendary indigenous hunters in the early morning sunrise, deep into the forest, hunting wild buffalo.
He writes: "Africa Night, always a special something that can easily be you surrounded. Rest even in the plains of the fountain, I often feel lost, hurried back to the silhouette of the camp. in the early morning the dim light, there is always suspicious shape of things hidden in the mist and the horizon. finally we arrived at the jungle edge like a wall-like, it is the dividing line between day and night of wild buffalo, covered has been dew wet like the rain, through the general. Ye Teng four wound, and thorns in our arm to draw numerous Xuezhu, dripping with dew mixed together, down time, many experienced hunters to track extremely dangerous long public wild buffalo, big horn, be proud of. A place haunted by wild herds of buffalo, thick air can touch, PETER wrote in the foreword of this great book: "it was too late to try to restore our doing. To conqueror attitude came the African continent, we must accept that already exists on the African continent millions of years of natural law and want to truly understand Africa, it is necessary to realize: we have nothing to conquer. "

When the sun rises in the land of Africa, this warm golden pure light enveloped, like bathing in the love of God. As humans, we are happy to return to a simple life light and other wildlife alive. Incomparable treasure. Even if they hold, time and again by the morning sun of the African earth embrace, and the infinite mystery and ancient OK, I still separated by a distance of at least a century. As early as in the more than one century ago, the in When the to the of modern civilization of mankind to enter the the this piece of land, we began to lose secret associated of the with this the ancient the mainland''''s of. Like "Genesis" that two hands, always close to infinite. The the the world of God with the the the the perfection of human he created by the, forever there are the which to refers to the abyss of-like distance.

When the sun rises in the land of Africa, the moment of life back to Genesis was in the beginning. The most original and most pure love and emotion, pure silence as the drop of the African wilderness, all the way leisurely to the whereabouts of the rain from the sky. Karen wrote: "myself and the original African relationship is purely a love kind of love at first sight, life-lasting love."

When you are fortunate enough to still inexplicable chaos among, worried, afraid and turn off the dark room in the city of his heart. Try with awakening in the morning and the land of Africa, will own frankly open in the pure sunlight below. At that moment, the African will tell you a secret. Only audible sound, infinitely beautiful and touching. At that time, the spot hyena would no longer lewd rogue guy, portrayed in the human world, it is. Following in the early morning sun, roll child, tickle, comfortable with, but also gently hair moment''''s stay and a little lyrical.

If you are lucky enough to arrive to your own piece of African earth. Be sure to enjoy swig, this golden champagne in the morning sun.
It to melt into the blood, that precious and quiet moments of revelry.