The guide of Neruda's former residence is from the northeast. He praises Chile all the way: the bridge is made by poets, the building is made by poets, the square is made by poets, and the whole Santiago is made by poets. Listen to my heart surging, what a country of cow B! Neruda's dream came true at last. Until we came to the door of Neruda's former residence like a dream, we finally learned that it was all private. Neruda is a Nobel Prize winner, a left-wing revolutionary, writer, poet, collector. He likes to talk about revolution, creation and women with friends. Since 1955, China has been robbed of all things in Shanghai, and revolutionaries have been revolutionized in the holy place of revolution. In 1973, the Chilean military coup began the military dictatorship, but Neruda is still remembered and respected by the Chilean people, including the army. It's a pity that you can't take photos inside.
Coloured graffiti town visits Neruda's former residence, poetry and wine take advantage of the time. I am not familiar with his poems, but his choice of house vision and the taste of decorating the house are really good. Calm down in the bustle in San Diego, Valparaiso is facing the wind by the sea. The objects placed in the house were purchased from all over the world by the owner.
Ordinary half-mountain house, dressed very beautiful.
As a Nobel Prize winner in literature, the former residence of the poetic and picturesque romantic sentences seems to be somewhat fragmented and simple. Sitting in the crazy O Bus, walking around the mountain road, I can even see the cane chair with our national characteristics when I left my hometown for a long time. I don't know if it was used by him to write beautiful works like the pen on the desk.
White, orange, light blue combination of buildings if placed in China is estimated to be illegal construction + slum fate. The incongruous sense of simplicity gave birth to the Nobel Prize winner in literature. Most of the daily necessities here have already been removed, many couples like to come here, but after the baptism of the winding roads along the way, there is no feeling.
I don't know much about the poet, but I know a Nobel writer who came out of the slum.