When the fragrance of morning dew is still floating in the air, the birds on the eaves have begun to sing, and the old phonograph has also begun to "eyah" lyrical humming. The faint dust began to dance in the morning light, and the eaves of boats on the river began to shake. The river that slept all night woke up and took the dream of Jiangnan people to towards the distant; The evening in Jiangnan is beautiful: the sky is gradually purple, yellow and blue, light and pure without any noise. The setting sun shines leisurely on the glazed tiles, the handrails of the teahouse, the wet moss and the dark green river, with a little golden light, which makes people's hearts ripple with layers of warmth. At the junction of rolling mountains and rolling rice fields, the low wooden house is spitting out smoke. After school, the child ran home with the dog waiting for him at the entrance of the village, spilling footprints and laughter all the way; The night in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful: it's so quiet that even the cicadas shut their mouths with interest, leaving only the moon and stars twinkling in the sky, as if playing a song "Deep Night". The paper lanterns hanging in front of the door are also brightly lit all night, as if returning to the era of "fog like rain like wind". Only the stone bridge and the reflection of Wu Peng's boat are left on the river, breaking the shadow of the moon.
Jiangnan is made of water, and the rainy scenery in Jiangnan is naturally incomparable to other places. In the rain, deep and long alleys, blue stone roads, tearful eaves, narrow stone arch bridges and traditional oil-paper umbrellas, it is also a very romantic thing for literati who "ask heaven for wine" to sketch ink paintings in teahouses, walking in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River filled with water vapor. Feel the agility of the mountains and the elegance of the water in the open space in the suburbs, smell the soil moistened by rain in the south of the Yangtze River, listen to the unique music of rain hitting banana in the south of the Yangtze River, see the pictures of rain rolling down and splashing on the cheeks of tall trees, and deeply indulge in the ethereal, homesickness, tranquility, turquoise and dark gray after the rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
One side of the soil and water support one side. The scenery of Jiangnan has given me countless imagination and inspiration, and it is also the background of all my growth films. Just like a cup of fragrant tea, it is fragrant and elegant, and it is a vivid memory forever.
Appreciate the prose of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River for 2 nights, lie down and listen to the sound of wind and rain, dripping on the banana. The pavilions and pavilions in the south of the Yangtze River are shrouded in misty rain-inscriptions.
It rained lightly all night. It's dawn, and I haven't stopped. The sky is full of rain, like a silver line, connecting heaven and earth. More like parting with the tears of lovers, lingering bitterness, telling the hardships of parting.
Jiangnan in August, especially on rainy nights, is beautiful and charming. The dark blue sky is dotted with stars. A crescent moon, like a boat, strolls in the vast starry sky. In the faint moonlight, the distant mountains are gloomy and hazy. On the nearby grass, slugs are singing excitedly.
Jiangnan at this time, after a hot summer, has lost its youth and gorgeous clothes. After the continuous autumn rain, she grew into a plump and mature young woman, just like a girl. On the hillside, the leaves are lush, and some of them have gradually turned golden yellow. On the branches of fruit trees, bright red and white flowers disappeared and were replaced by countless fruits.
In the field, the green and yellow ears of rice bent the waist of the straw. On the ridge of the field, the white-haired old farmer looked at the crops that were about to be harvested, and the wrinkles on his black face gradually unfolded. At this time, the rain washed away the fatigue of the old farmer. The cool autumn wind dried the sweat on the old farmer's face.
The river in the south of the Yangtze River is no longer turbid after the autumn rain. So day after day, it becomes clear and transparent, more gentle and beautiful. Ducks in twos and threes are chasing and frolicking on the river. There is a small fishing boat across the bridge, and some people are fishing leisurely by the river. On the grass beach by the river, two buffaloes tied to a tree are grazing carelessly. There is a white crane standing on the back of the cow. Looking around, there are three or four white cranes walking gracefully for food.
In the park in the morning, under the sunrise, many middle-aged and elderly people are playing Tai Ji Chuan, some are doing fitness dance, and some are playing badminton. A young couple took photos in front of a large piece of lavender. That little purple stamen, nourished by the continuous autumn rain, is more fragrant and charming.
At this time, the autumn in Jiangnan has a pleasant climate and beautiful scenery. It is most suitable for people to enjoy leisure and sightseeing. On the Yuan Ye, there is a lotus field with large green leaves. There are lotus flowers in the bowl, white and pink, tender and charming, as white as jade. Strive for beauty. There is also a large plate of violet, not to be outdone, which will be filled with lotus seeds for tourists to taste. Peel a milky lotus seed and chew it in your mouth. Crisp and fresh, suddenly fragrant and refreshing.
After several rains, the moon in the south of the Yangtze River has gradually become rounder and brighter. Osmanthus trees, some with golden flowers, some with white flowers. In the cool autumn wind, the faint fragrance of flowers will get stronger and stronger with time.
In fact, if you don't want to run around desperately in the wild. You can also find a window seat in the ancient town of Jiangnan and the teahouse by the river, sit quietly inside and enjoy fragrant teas. Slowly appreciate the charm of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. At this time, the willows curl up and the distant mountains are hazy. The drizzle flying all over the sky is boundless and covers the earth. On the small bluestone pier by the river, there are three or two small awning boats tied at the foot of the big tree. There is also a boat, carrying tourists, rocking leisurely, drifting away with the sound of paddles and disappearing into the misty rain. It will be rain, continuous and soft, floating in people's bodies, just a little cool. It is not as frantic as summer rain, nor as cold as winter rain. People are walking lightly in the rain with all kinds of umbrellas. At this time, a young couple was leaning against the stone fence on the river bank. Under the pink flower umbrella, the girl's white skirt swayed in the breeze. This scene is definitely the most beautiful scenery in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is picturesque, dreamlike and beautiful. At this time, you quietly enjoy the charming scenery outside the window. I don't know, people outside the window are admiring you, too. In fact, you have become the person in the picture. The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the hazy beauty, the charming beauty, the simple and elegant beauty ... her beauty is beyond the praise of poets and it is difficult for painters to describe it with colorful pens! Only you come in person, be there and feel it with your heart. I am convinced that when you come, you will never be able to give up your deep attachment to Jiangnan. ......
Appreciation of Yu Yan's Jiangnan Prose 3 I don't know when I fell in love with Jiangnan. Perhaps it is because of my love for Dai Wangshu's Rain Lane: "Walking alone in a long and lonely rain lane with an oil-paper umbrella, hoping to meet a girl as sad as a lilac …" I have been longing for such a beautiful artistic conception; Maybe it's because there is a sentence "Bridge in my hometown" in our textbook. When preparing lessons, I was deeply fascinated by the beautiful pictures, lovely bridges, clear running water and rows of classical buildings in Jiangnan water town. I told myself countless times: I must go to Jiangnan to have a look in my life, appreciate her elegance, appreciate her tranquility, approach her grace and meet her romance. ...
A few years ago, I finally got my wish and went to Wuzhen. Unfortunately, due to temporary changes, I left Wuzhen in a hurry and never had a chance to go again. But the shadow of Wuzhen-small bridge with flowing water, white walls and tiles, pillow water town with long ancient charm-is deeply imprinted in my mind: the simplicity of the water town, the tenderness and affection of the ancient town, the beautiful dream of the rainy lane and the misty rain on the bridge are all engraved in my hasty glance. I have always believed: Jiangnan water town, I will come again!
Sure enough, this summer, I once again had the opportunity to go to Jiangnan. This time I went with my old classmate Kim. At the first stop, I accompanied Kim to the "Oriental Pearl" that she longed for for for a long time. At the second stop, we came to Suzhou, where our good friend Xinxin, who has lived for more than ten years, was responsible for being our "guide". That day, we went to the famous Humble Administrator's Garden in Suzhou. It was raining, so we went into the garden with an umbrella. The humble administrator's garden in the rain is like a girl from the south of the Yangtze River passing by with an umbrella. She is walking towards us with slight steps and full of poetry.
I have enjoyed the West Lake in Hangzhou more than once. If the West Lake in Hangzhou is the wonder of nature, then the gardens in Suzhou are artificially expensive. In a small world, according to local conditions, planting flowers and trees along the mound and building pavilions, the pictures are diverse and beautiful, so as to achieve the realm of "not going out to enjoy the mountains", which may be the unique charm of Suzhou gardens. Strolling along the winding path paved with stones, I saw flowers, green grass, the elegance of bamboo falling rocks, the harmony of fish playing with green waves and flowers, and the classicality of lotus flowers in the water ... The continuous heavy rain did not affect our interest in enjoying the garden, because the simple and clumsy garden has made us deeply intoxicated.
Out of the garden, our friends led us to Pingjiang Road. I have long heard that if you can't get to Pingjiang Road in Suzhou, then you have never been to Suzhou. Only when you get to Pingjiang Road in Suzhou will you really appreciate the taste of Suzhou. Walking on Pingjiang Road in the rain, I heard a friend tell us in the sweetest voice: "Pingjiang Road is the oldest old street in Suzhou, with a total length of 1.606 meters. It is connected to Humble Administrator's Garden in the north and overlooks the Twin Towers in the south. As early as the Southern Song Dynasty, Pingjiang Road was already the main road of Suzhou City. During the first year of Song and He Dynasties, Suzhou City was also called Pingjiang City. There is a saying in Suzhou, Pingjiang Road comes first, then Suzhou City. After 800 years, Pingjiang Road still retains its original pattern. Pingjiang Road is the most tasteful street in Suzhou, where there are the most distinctive shops and the most charming stone roads in Suzhou. Here, you can also taste the most distinctive snacks in Suzhou. "
It turns out that Pingjiang Road is a street built by a river, and the river next to the street is called Ping He Jiang. Walking along the street, you can see that there are many small streets and alleys connected with Pingjiang Road, and there are still old-fashioned houses in the alleys, which are very winding and secluded. Driving on the road, rocking the boat on the river, land and water parallel, adjacent to the river street, with typical characteristics of Jiangnan water town. Listening to our friends' introduction, the three of us walked leisurely on the stone road washed clean by rain, walked across one small bridge after another with beautiful flower umbrellas, listened to Kunqu opera, tried on cheongsam, and bought Suzhou embroidery amid the shouts of Hutongli restaurants ... We seemed to have merged into this beautiful Suzhou city and become beautiful Jiangnan women like our friends, and had long forgotten that we were just tourists in the past.
At dinner time, we chose a famous snack bar to sit by the window, tasted Suzhou snacks, told the parting after high school, felt the flight of time and appreciated the joy of getting together. Occasionally, I will look out of the window, admire the chic bridges in the distance, the willows hanging by the river, listen to the gurgling sound of running water and watch many boats pass through the dim lights ... At this moment, my heart has never been quiet. Recently, my heart, which has been entangled in trivial matters, is suddenly enlightened in relaxation and my thoughts are calm in joy. At present, a boat passed slowly, and the boatman rowed the boat while singing a fishing song in a mellow voice. It's so comfortable There was a woman sitting at the bow, wearing a long white dress and a light blue umbrella. She looked at the front beautifully and gracefully, with her chin cupped in meditation. She may be quietly enjoying the scenery, perhaps indulging in the beautiful past, perhaps listening to the singing of running water, perhaps expecting a beautiful encounter ... In a trance, it seems that I am the woman, and I have been lost in the lights of this water town. ...
The next day, accompanied by our best friend Huier, we came to Xitang, an ancient town, which was the last stop of our trip to the south of the Yangtze River. Compared with other water towns, Xitang is characterized by more bridges, more lanes and more corridors. During this period, the river shuttled through the town, and the sense of tranquility was really suitable for relaxation.
Strolling in the scenic spot, I found the most peculiar corridor of misty rain, which is close to 1000 meters along the river and can shelter from the wind and rain. Opposite is a long row of old houses, which are generally not very high. They exude vicissitudes in tranquility and interpret life in simplicity. The old house by the river is covered with red lanterns. If the lights are bright at night, every cruise ship will light up red lanterns. When you cross the town by boat and listen to the murmur of running water and the shallow singing of paddles, it will be like a dream. Passing through the famous West Garden, the scenery in the park is beautiful, and the lattice verandah, balcony, waterside pavilion and rockery pavilion are all unique. Xitang Stone Lane is deep and long, winding and secluded; At the end of this line, it suddenly became clear. Touch the stone alley, you can feel its deep breath, you can hear its profound narrative, and you can touch its deep soul. We came to Wang Xian Old Bridge again, and she witnessed the history of Xitang. The bridge and the green trees on both sides, the bridge and the quiet river, the bridge and the thick Jiangnan water town are so natural and bright. For thousands of years, Wang Xianqiao has been standing on the Xitang water, watching Xitang people work at sunrise and rest at sunset, enjoying themselves between heaven and earth. ...
For a whole day, we walked or sailed in this ancient town with thousands of years of history. Mist and rain washed away the lead in the ancient town of Tang Xi, and endowed the ancient town of Tang Xi with tranquility, simplicity, leisure and gentleness ... so that Xitang can keep a pure and true heart and stick to its original appearance after thousands of years. There is no commercial flavor in simplicity, and there is no impetuous shadow in indifference. Xitang, like a faint ink painting, people are in the painting and painting is in people's hearts. Inadvertently, my heart was calm, my heart was drunk, and my heart was taken away, so I fell in love with Xitang ... It was really "the ancient town of ink painting for thousands of years, and my charm was drunk in Xitang!"
This trip to the south of the Yangtze River has finally fulfilled my dream of a water town for many years. Even if I don't set foot in this life, I will have no regrets after all. With a whistle, the train started slowly and my dream woke up! I bid farewell to my best friend, Shuixiang, and Jiangnan. Of course, I also left a deep love and attachment to the Jiangnan water town ... because it doesn't belong to me after all, I belong to the Central Plains.
Just countless times, I will still go back to my dream water town, meet small bridges and flowing water, meet white gray tiles, meet gentle ancient towns and meet misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. ...