The admiration of the South has long been, like the south of the careful, gentle, like a southern woman. Suzhou is one of shadows of my mind, that the legendary paradise on earth, is my mind a dream; West Lake, is a gauze face Mongolia's hazy Jiaoniang, everything is a mystery, an eager to explore and not break the fan.
The desire for many years to achieve in the autumn of that year, when the northern summer is not yet completely disappeared, Jiangnan has entered the rainy season. With excited and curious state of mind and their parents embarked on a southward journey. First settled in the south in the rain in Shanghai, Suzhou, arrived immediately, but because of hot humid weather, so Shanghai has not left me any good impression, I just feel whole body Chao Chao, the damp, Men Men, the city Li Ren and vehicular chaos of, but added that sunny day in Suzhou, the heart have a big consolation.
Suzhou is known as "Oriental Venice" reputation, when it is with admiration for my heart to see Suzhou Jiangnan town gave me a exquisitely carved, small handsome impression. Also after the rain, a small town simple and elegant style, such as the costume ladies WEN quiet, graceful curl; no wind also clean slate path, unique folk customs of the south building, water everywhere Shigeru Aoki Yat grass. One by one his best southern-style garden reminds me of the "Dream of Red Mansions" in Xiaoxiang Guan, mind secretly lamented the beautiful southern elegant, southern woman's delicate and charming. (Note: people say that Suzhou in Jiangbei, but I have used to write the South and the southern to south termed).
However, "outside Gusu Hanshan Temple, Chimes at Midnight to the passenger ship" This ancient poems feel the mood, in person, he was not a beauty. Mottled walls, scattered in broken Bai Ye gives a bleak depression, not the "cream sky falls of Wu Ti," the scenery, nor the "Jiangfeng fishing boat on the unhappy sleep" feelings. May be very old, perhaps the strength is not enough, after a number of dynasties, after years of changes, ups and downs of the erosion, making jumps in the ancient literati poet writing in the architecture and landscape were all gone, it is regrettable that the ancient poetic mood and reality too far off.
Walking in the town streets, not wide stone path form a contrast with the old folk customs building, bit by bit of history everywhere the mark of primitive simplicity and elegance. The city's small bridge, flowing water, others made me think of Kap Shui Mun river girl in Shear Cheonggye reflection Petty Ye Hao, poetry matter whether, as if only once dream. Now, just because no one in front of river management, water quality, dirty, smell is very bad, when the Venice of the East is probably illusory, and down reminiscent of the "Xianglinsao" in those years: street Louxiang and poor to Cho. Even since ancient folk customs, when the people's quality of life certainly is not good.
Spent a day in Suzhou, a small town only galloped over and looked at look a little harder Xiaojiabiyu the face on is the paradise on earth, one of the Hangzhou West Lake was for me aside the veil of thirteen years have elapsed since the.
Located in the afternoon, a small inn, the same as Jiangnan ancient folk customs, and different is that it although small and exquisite, but it is unique located in West Lake, out of the door is a Wang clean water. No joy in the inn looks like Gude Shang looked thin on excitedly and West Lake hello: Hello West Lake, the dream met, today's meet is our fate!
Chu Shi Hangzhou West Lake is also just. Walking paths along the lake side slow to see, in the step a King of heaven, I seem to want a realistic carved into the hearts of the West Lake, the imagined copy to the realities of the West Lake. With great emotion, mind: Hangzhou is a paradise on earth, Hangzhou who are naive. The mountains and rivers of the Aura, flora of elegance, style is quite different from northern to southern, so beautiful, so look like heaven is nothing but a bar!
After a brief pause in the afternoon, and the parents enjoy the scenery around the lake to see the Broken Bridge, clear water to see trees, flowers and plants. Looking forward to walking with emotion, not the topic of walking around the beautiful West Lake in the ancient literati poet's verse. Walked, the sky suddenly it began to rain, which is perhaps a characteristic of southern bar, do not say hello in the dark for precipitation, but the drizzle in the West Lake there was a stunning beauty. Light rain sprinkling, soft Feng Xu Fu, wetting the lake's tree-Xi Cao, soaked my hair and clothes. Then my mother said that softened the umbrella bar, but I was stubborn in not because I want to shower in Jiangnan West Lake, autumn, autumn in the south of the lingering Thanks for the Memories.
Standing on the West Lake lakeside monastery is surrounded by hazy minds secretly sigh: clear when the West may be a beautiful beautiful women, the rain is more like a feminine Jiaoniang West Lake, you see her Qingsha concealed, modesty can be seen that micro-Di Mei Hitomi in the Green Lake Han Yan, Rain in the broken bridge on the vaguely see Xu Xian and the White Snake in accordance with the situation stands, it is obsessed with the station became a landscape. Former West Lake in Hangzhou, my heart is synonymous with many years later, the long-awaited West, such as yarn, drizzle with half cover face greeted me, and give half my surprise, half of the mystery. This time, I am not thinking, and let the rain soak my body, makes virtually no parents call, there is no vision of others figure, thin rain in front of West Lake is a fine brush and ink painting of the figure is Xu Xian and the White Snake, as well as the rain, the drizzle turned into its own. Light rain, the smoke that drifted Meng Meng Xu, then the Xing Zhong fog, it is like a beautiful spring drunk picture. Amidst the sun, ink Danqing, ancient god of pens in this moment will be engraved in my lake mind.
"Moon breeze away, returned, mountains, fresh, You-Li, soft, slim. Rain like the tears washed the universe in general quiet conscience Jakunen The rain stopped as the pearls of crystal-Quan Shi, especially micro-Ji Yu Ching, a fresh air atmosphere, so you really have fluttering and wish to sen's generosity. in the sunset ramp-hui, in the sunset streaming Korea, in the dim twilight, can enjoy the taste of secluded Korea. Xihu as if a pair of scissors Winks of water. "unintended walked, unknowingly came to the other side of the lake, and Santan Serenade of the remote phase mirrors, the front is a touch of mixed green and yellow star-point load. May be noisy in summer and autumn of the lonely, wind and rain and light to play the bluster, the Netherlands had already scattered signs. Because Lin Feng-Dutch thin, dry lotus leaves, season of life alternate destination. Chui Chi Man Ho to use all of the enthusiasm and strong energy inputs and perfusion, the essence selfless giving Lian Peng and Nenou, but Hawthorn is not dying out, the only stretch of green into a life of abundance!
Connaught great wilderness, the sky to do canvas, brush techniques of nature so chic Hui on a paradise on earth today. Nature is so unselfish and a great, open-minded devotion to the will of all humans and all things will be poetic in people given the seductive beauty of the landscape. No wonder how many ancient bowed My Lover It's easy to add for the love of sensual beauty, no wonder people like to drink at the lake side of poetry, traditional Chinese ink painting.
Amidst the sun in the West Lake to bring the number of people also enjoy them is Chingmei! Jiangnan is so into my heart, although she has so little time was not ideal, I still love her as a beautiful poetic!
Author: royang1978
