Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Ancient Charm of the Town
(Water Chapter Water Chapter, Prose.) )
Standing on the small bridge, the bridge street is connected, the river port Langfang, the street arcade, the river water pavilion.
The wicker flutters in the wind, mixed with the slightest depression, reflected in the pale green river, and the town is like a young woman in the south of the Yangtze River dressed in full costume, showing her unique charm quietly in the autumn colors.
The river is murmuring under the bridge, and watching the boats rushing back and forth in the drizzle of flying flowers is a beautiful scenery in the river lane.
The black canopy boat with a dark blue cloth shed on the top of the boat, light and leisurely on the sparkling water, under the shade of green trees, instantly passes through the bridge hole, and it seems to be so graceful and charming!
The free flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow. The small town in the south of the Yangtze River is hazy into an ancient sorrow in the smoke and rain of the oblique dance.
The drizzle wet the clothes of the four people, and was dried by mana, holding a small flower umbrella, overflowing with poetry, as if they were in the Tang wind and Song rain, the soft words of Wu Nong lingering in their ears, listening to the rain beating history, moving the lotus step in the hazy smoke and rain to the zigzag rain alley, imagining the graceful Jiangnan woman like lilacs, shaking the willows with the wind, blowing flowers and sending incense, what a gentle soul she has!
Walking on the damp and mottled bluestone pavement, walking through the deep and long alleys, red lanterns swaying under the eaves. There are teahouses and pharmacies in the lively old cultural streets, there are those who make iron and spin cotton, there are people who weave bamboo and knead dough, and there are those who make wood and write calligraphy...... Here you can relax your usual rush and experience the charm of traditional culture that is rare in the city. Both sides of the street are filled with small storefronts, and if you don't know it, you will leave many unforgettable and beautiful memories.
The snack bar set up on the street, sit by the water, order a few Jiangnan style snacks, savor it, watch the boat lady skillfully shake the oar, sing happily, listen to the melodious melody and unique tone, exude a strong water town charm.
Their casual movements reveal skillful skills and confidence in life. Enjoying the leisurely boat shuttling through the river, it seems to carry my thousand-year-old thoughts, full of poetry in the drizzle, and my thoughts are dancing, as if I want to be drunk in the artistic conception of this water town!
There are a total of 14 ancient bridges with their own characteristics preserved in the town, strolling along the riverside of the ancient town, the microwave ripples, the weeping willows are still clinging, the corridor pavilions, the bridges and bridges face each other, the bridges and bridges are connected, and the double bridges are the most able to reflect the charm of the ancient town.
Gazing at the town in the smoke and rain, the clear water is beautiful, the green trees are shaded, the rain and fog are ethereal from afar, and the rain is silent. Its beautiful water town style, unique cultural landscape, and simple folk customs are refreshing. At the moment of parting from the town, I turned back frequently, and it was difficult to let go of those white walls and tiles, pavilions and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, and the ancient culture with a long tradition. The smoke and rain make the life of the ancient town more abundant and moist, and the smoke and rain slide silently through the heart......
It was another early morning, the sun shone into this town, gilded with an orange-red layer, shrouded in cooking smoke rising slowly, the occasional bird call, and with the excitement of last night's dream, the pedestrians coming and going on the streets, hurriedly chasing the hands on the clock, forgetting the hustle and bustle, and about to go back, the four of them played in this town.
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The air of the town is filled with the mellowness of time and the essence of corn drawn from the land. The closer you get to the town, the stronger the aroma of the wine, which makes you get drunk.
That feeling, with a hint of confusion, with a hint of heat, enters from the nostrils, invades all the way) permeates the whole body, making people feel sleepy and comfortable. Unlike those famous liquors on the market, which can easily cost hundreds of yuan or thousands of yuan, the taste of Baogu wine is undisguised, just like the bright laughter of a mountain woman, without a trace of concealment, without the slightest artificiality, with the wildness from the depths of the mountains.
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The town is the wrinkled faces of the villagers, and in each fold there is a story, recording my childhood naughtiness, childhood dreams, and the little changes in the town.
The town is a piece of sweet dabbel on the shelves of the merchants who go from house to house, just like the townsmen, solid and intriguing.
The town is a colorful gouache painting, with green crops and vegetables, blue sky, clear and quiet river, pale yellow earthen walls, white tiles, black alleys, red neon lights, ancient and modern, traditional and full of youthful vitality.
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The plain and calm town interprets the story ,—— the town that the city does not have, however, their life is a movie, maybe not exciting enough, maybe not romantic enough, but real, within reach, and now, the town has more high-rise buildings, more all-night business "light dancing and flying", more intoxicating entertainment cities, more intoxicating tea houses and restaurants, people's lives are also quietly changing, no longer as simple and monotonous as before, people laugh and scold in the night, Flirt, intoxicated by the staggering of glasses and smiles.
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Accompanied by a warm cool breeze, the night in the town is filled with beautiful dance music. The men and women of the town came out of their homes to the town's larger cement yard and began to come alive. When night falls, the lights come on. Under the dim street lamps, whether there are dancers or not, the high-decibel sound has already sent the beautiful music to far, far away, and the people who hear the music come in twos and threes. Gradually, there are more and more people, some dancing, some walking and leisure, some people returning late from work to stop and watch, and dancers are naturally the protagonists here. People of different ages and professions gather together because of the dance, accompanied by beautiful melodies, dancing away from the fatigue of the day and dancing out of a happy mood.
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Came to a small town, it was very empty, there was a small river, and there were many trees. When the curtains are opened in the room, a green world is revealed: slim lotus leaves, green persimmons hanging from unripe branches, and some unnamed green plants are so lively that they are gathered together. Not far away, there is a small river that circles the rows of houses, the white clouds are long, the sky is clear, the sun casts a golden patch on the earth, and the trees enthusiastically greet the sun and sprinkle a coolness. The wind blows, and the leaves dance and frolic mischievously. The air conditioner in the house is always on, so the house is always cool, and as soon as you step outside, you feel a wave of heat.
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Through the soft spring sunshine, a few songs came into my ears, the songs were clean and mellow, like a thin ray of rain, slowly spreading over the rich rice fields and pouring on the moist land.
In an instant, the land softened, moistened, sprouted, and bloomed with the color and vitality of life, endlessly.
At that moment, the pedestrian was walking with his head down in the bright spring sun of the town Squinting his eyes at the sky, the bright light stung his eyes, and he saw only a gray white, which was the color of the sky, and nothing else.
There was no smell in the air except songs.........