The singing of the small town in Gangnam

An hour's journey, the car arrived at the foot of the mountain where the small town of Jiangnan is located, and the car passed the inspection of the security office and entered the town smoothly.

Jiangnan Town is really a small town, but also a tourist mecca, a meandering river surrounds the whole town, Daiwa white walls, green trees, flowers, tourists, scattered villas, landscape area, business area, leisure area, entertainment area, dazzling.

The car passes through the main road and goes directly to the easternmost private residential area, the gate is open, the car drives in, and the villas are scattered and of different shapes, but in front of the door are small bridges and flowing water, green trees, humid air, and comfortable temperature, which makes people fall in love with this place at first sight.

The car stopped in front of the main building, the priest got out of the car first, Tao Yao got off behind Xia Shengze, looking at the meandering river on the other side, there were also canopy boats in the river, and some people were holding the boat, which was going down with the current, swaying.

Now the secretary next to the priest, receiving the priest's eyes, walked to Tao Yao's side and pointed to the small pavilion on the side and introduced, "Miss Tao Yao has a boarding gate over there, you can board the boat and visit the whole town!"

Tao Yao looked at the secretary who was talking in surprise, and walked quickly to the pavilion, there was already a boat waiting, Tao Yao wanted to get on the boat, but she didn't want to be scared to death by the drizzle, so Tao Yao looked up at the sky, a little disappointed, I am afraid that I can't cruise in the afternoon.

"The oil-paper umbrella is for you, you can stand outside the cabin and watch the scenery!" the priest took out a red oil-paper umbrella from the secretary next to him and handed it to Tao Yao, explaining with a smile.

Tao Yao glanced at the priest in surprise, took the oil-paper umbrella, got on the boat, stretched it out, stood at the bow of the boat, the canopy boat slowly moved with the current, Tao Yao with a gentle smile, silently looked at the scenery on both sides of the river.

"Furong City March rain has April embroidery needles, feather fans refer to the thousands of army brocade cut a few inches, see the iron horse stepping on the glacier silk thread sewing Shaohua red dust thousand tent lamp, the landscape a journey of wind and snow and then a journey, red candle pillow May flowers and leaves deep June apricot blossom village, red crisp hands and green silk thousands of roots of marriage one more point, and so the remnant sun shines on the lonely shadow peony dyed copper bottle full of the city shepherd flute, Yiren leans on the door to look at Jun on the return journey, you can see that every stitch of embroidery someone hurts for you, you can see that the peony opens a lifetime for you and so on, the river into the sea runs all things for whom the spring, the bright moon shines inexhaustibly away from others, you can see that the embroidery is another needle someone hurts for you, you can see the summer rain and autumn wind, someone is waiting for you, and the green bamboo weeping ink marks brocade calligraphy and painting are not completed, love needle thread embroidery is not exhaustive mandarin duck pillow, this life is proud of the wind and moon thin like a knife to urge people to grow old, and the next life and the twilight of the king and the dynasty are more leisurely

Furong City March rain and April embroidery needles, feather fans point to thousands of army array brocade cut a few inches, see the iron horse stepping on the glacier silk thread sewing Shaohua red dust thousand tent lamp, the landscape a journey of wind and snow and then a journey, red candle pillow May flowers and leaves deep June apricot blossom village, red crisp hands and green silk thousands of roots of marriage one more point, and so the remnant sun shines on the lonely shadow peony dyed copper bottle full of the city shepherd flute, Yiren leans on the door to look at Jun to step on the return journey, you can see that every stitch of embroidery someone hurts for you, you can see that the peony opens a lifetime for you and waits, the river into the sea runs all things for whom the spring, the bright moon shines endlessly away from others, you can see the embroidery another needle someone hurts for you, you can see the summer rain and autumn wind, someone is waiting for you, cuizhu crying ink brocade calligraphy and painting can not be

Love needles and threads are not embroidered with mandarin duck pillows, fingers around the soft brocade thousands of needles cuckoo crying blood, hibiscus flowers and Shu country are colorful and dusty in a blink of an eye, and the war song sends away pedestrians to break their souls, and the words are true

You can see that every stitch of embroidery is painful for you, you can see that the peony is open for a lifetime, someone is waiting for you, the rivers enter the sea and everything runs for whom the spring, and the bright moon shines endlessly away from others. ”

A crisp, tender song entered the cabin.

The priest and Xia Shengze were shocked, and the secretary next to them was also shocked, but they didn't expect there to be singing.

The priest looked at the bow of the boat, Tao Yao was dressed in a tender green dress, embroidered with a large peach blossom at the hem of the skirt, the rose-red petals were particularly eye-catching, holding a red umbrella, standing quietly on the bow of the boat, the whole person was gentle and beautiful, like a woman who came out of the painting, no one spoke, for fear of startling her.

The song disappeared, Tao Yao suddenly took a few steps to the side of the bow, sat down, took off her shoes and socks, and directly stretched her white little feet into the water, shaking her feet, causing a splash, and the crisp laughter spread far away.

The priest's eyes were filled with nostalgia, as if he remembered something, and he looked at Tao Yao so fixedly, as if he had seen someone else through her.