Chapter 124 Jiangnan

Three to six people, except for Feng Yiping, the others are out of the province for the first time, except for Yu Lian, the others are so big, everything is smooth, carefree, and they are very excited along the way.

One walkie-talkie is in Xiao Zhijie's hand, the other is in Yulian's hand, Huang Jingping is holding one, and several people in the two cars a few hundred meters apart keep talking non-stop, and there is no quiet time.

This will become a poetry club, everyone will search their stomachs, memorize the poems about Jiangnan that they have learned before, several girls seem to have done their homework before, one after another, it seems that they can't stop for a while.

yes, Gangnam!

This is a word that sounds very poetic, when most people mention her, they don't mean the concept of region, they actually say her imagery, these intentions are written in textbooks, novels, and film and television dramas.

When it comes to Jiangnan, everyone thinks of such a scene: misty and rainy, a small river, dividing a town hidden under green trees and red flowers into two halves, along both sides of the river, courtyards with blue tiles and white walls, one by one, on the river, the canopy boat with the sound of rattling, gently rowing, in the windows of the people along the river, there is a faint sound of playing words, or the melodious and fresh music of the guzheng or dulcimer floats out.

The boat had just skilfully sailed over a quaint stone arch bridge, and then sailed under the flowers and trees in the backyard of the family, the flowers, the red dazzling, the leaves, also the green flash, the boat meandered along the river, in the distance, there was a verdant hill, and there would be a tower on the top of the mountain, and at the bottom of the tower. There is also a dungeon .......

And so on, and forget the very important point, the smooth stone pavement of the town's streets. There must be a girl like a lilac, she has the color of a lilac. Lilac-like fragrance, but without the clove-like grievance, she also held an oil-paper umbrella, softly greeting acquaintances on both sides, when she found that you, an outsider, were staring at her, she would smile lightly, and then bow her head most gently, and quietly left. If you don't take a cloud with you, then you might be a little lilac-like .......

However, most of the people who go with such thoughts will be disappointed, such as those in the car, including the two drivers. conAd1();

In fact, there are many scenic spots along the way, but there are too many choices, and it is not easy to choose. In the end, it was unanimously decided that they would not look at any of these and go directly to the place they had in mind.

Two days later in the afternoon. A group of people who are a little tired, but the interest is undiminished, finally sit by the West Lake and drink tea, they have just been to the broken bridge, the autumn moon of the Pinghu Lake, the Su Causeway has been walked, the three pools of the moon have been seen, and the flower port has been watched by the fish, which will take a break.

The three girls sat for a moment. On the side of the various concave shapes to take pictures, the three of them lay leisurely on the chairs. Holding a cup of tea that said it was Longjing, he looked at the painting boat on the lake not far away.

Xiao Zhijie pinched a piece of green tea-stuffed refreshment and stuffed it into his mouth. "It's good, it's worth it. ”

Wang Changning was lying on the chair, blowing a breeze with water vapor, and fanning with a folding fan, "It's worthy of the name, what do you think?"

"Me," to be honest, this kind of tourism, Feng Yiping also likes it, although he has been here many times, at most he has only walked along the lake, the so-called ten views of the West Lake, he has not seen half of them.

At that time, most of them came here for work, and when it came to travel, it actually depended on the state of mind, and when there were things and baggage in the heart, or when they were still running for life, it seemed difficult to calm down and look at the beautiful scenery that they longed for when they were young.

When he finally had a foundation, when he came again, he seemed to have lost that enthusiasm, many times, he lived on the edge of the West Lake, at most he looked out the window, and would rather sleep in the hotel watching TV and surfing the Internet, rather than go out for a walk.

Now this state is very good, it can be said that there is money and leisure, and it is not to follow those tour groups called tourism, which are actually shopping, so it is also a very pleasant thing to lie by the West Lake for an afternoon.

But that's not what he's going to say now, "I can see that it's really important to be born in a good place." ”

"What's the moth?" The girls came back, Zhang Qiuling sat next to Xiao Zhijie, picked up a piece of sesame halva from the plate on the table, took a bite, probably felt that the taste was average, and stuffed it into Xiao Zhijie's mouth. conAd2();

Huang Jingping took off her sunglasses, picked up a small piece of peach cake, and asked Feng Yiping if she wanted it, Feng Yiping shook his head, "Why do you say that? Think about it, why is West Lake so famous? Mainly because of so many humanistic allusions related to it."

Since the two Han Dynasty, after the Han people in the Central Plains moved south, there have been too many historical celebrities here, leaving too many poems, legends and stories of talented and beautiful people, you look at these inscriptions, not the ancient emperor, or the current leader, otherwise, with its natural scenery alone, it will have such a big name, completely overshadowing other lakes in the country?

Then why do so many people come, of course, because they were born in a good place, for example, our provincial town is bigger than it, and there are not one or two lakes with better scenery than it, why are they all nameless? It's not because of bad luck that they weren't born in a good place!"

His words were also sensitive, but those teenagers who had no life experience and didn't know the taste of sorrow couldn't understand it, although Huang Jingping echoed it as usual, she really understood, but I was afraid that only the two drivers on the table next to her who agreed with their heads of chin agreed.

"Cut, crooked!" Although Zhang Qiuling was unhappy to hear it, she couldn't find a reason to refute it, sneered, picked up another piece of mung bean crisp, and took a bite of powder, and the rest was stuffed into Xiao Zhijie's mouth.

Xiao Zhijie is tired of this, maybe thinking that this is equivalent to such a dirty idea as indirect kissing, of course, judging from his previous conviction of daring to hold Zhang Qiuling's little hand when he was in the first year of junior high school, kissing is afraid that they have already started to do it when they were both studying in the county.

Xia Worm can't say ice, forget it, what's the use of talking to them?" "Let's go, go to Quyuan Fenghe,"

To say that they came to this day, it is the right time to go to the wind and lotus in the Quyuan, and several people are reciting the poem "After all, in the middle of June in the West Lake, the scenery is not the same as the four seasons, and the lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red in the sun," the poem, indeed, we write thousands of words, not as good as the poet's 28 words to convey the spirit.

On the water, the lotus leaves and fields, the enchanting Hanlian, the breeze is coming, and the lotus fragrance is bursting, which makes people feel indescribably comfortable, but Xiao Zhijie stayed for a while, and noisily went to see the Kangxi imperial pen of Jingbei Pavilion, he has always been very interested in these emperors and generals. conAd3();

It is said that Kangxi and Qianlong, the ancestors and grandchildren, can really be rated as the propaganda ambassadors of Jiangnan, when they were in power, they have repeatedly gone to Jiangnan, leaving a lot of anecdotes, and now there are many small shops, any dish, and the two of them have to have some origins, of course, this way, Mobao is even more indispensable.

However, Kangxi, the first emperor through the ages, wrote too many typos, and now the only two remaining monuments, the flower port view of the fish is a little less, and the song word of the wind and lotus in the courtyard is another other word, he doesn't care, he only suffers his grandson, and all kinds of reasons are found for him.

They gathered together with great interest at the side of a tour group, listened to the tour guide's explanation, and listened to him say why he wrote this song, and the three girls were not interested in these at all, "Let's go, my feet are sore, my stomach is hungry, find a place to eat, aren't there so many arrangements in the afternoon?"

The afternoon arrangement, mainly shopping, such as silk, they said that they were too tired and hungry to walk, but when they said this, their eyes were obviously shining, maybe in their eyes, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, there is no silk attractive!

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