As soon as I entered the town, white walls, tiles, small bridges and flowing water, bearing the breath of China ink painting, came into view. Carved beams and painted buildings, stone alleys and old houses have witnessed the vicissitudes of history. The rowing sound of Wu Peng's boat coming and going seems to have been swaying for thousands of years, and occasionally there are bamboo sounds and chords floating on the foggy river ... Suddenly, I was immersed in the ancient and warm feeling of Jiangnan ancient town.
The unique taste of the ancient small street in Wuzhen makes people linger. On both sides of the narrow bluestone path, most of them are Ming and Qing buildings, exposed bamboo doors and windows, old walls of Banbarge, antique teahouses and restaurants, and red or orange lanterns hanging high. ...
Wandering on the quiet and shiny bluestone path will inevitably make people feel warm and ambiguous. I really hope it's rainy. I really hope that I can meet a girl with an oil-paper umbrella "lilac-like" under Dai Wangshu's pen in such a rainy day and in such a rainy lane. I think it would be really charming and elegant if she really appeared in front of you in a cheongsam made of local blue calico with a red oiled paper umbrella in her hand.
Here, you can think nothing, listen to the sound of the river and crush a quiet dream, or you can do nothing, and there are scenery everywhere. Life is long, what can be better than this? Bridges, water, lights, people, dogs ... blurred images intertwined with changes surround you, infiltrate you and warm you. What worldly things do you still have to let go? Do you have any ideas to stay? I think that Fan Zhongyan's "forgetting the humiliation" and Su Dongpo's "being independent from the world and becoming immortal" are probably just so!
What fascinates me is Wuzhen in the night. The street lamps in the distance are clear, the red lanterns are on, and Wuzhen is reflected in the water under the light, adding more beauty and enchanting than during the day. In this scene, the image of "the market in the sky" described by Mr. Guo Moruo suddenly appeared in my mind. White walls, water pavilions, boats, stone bridges and bluestone paths separated from the land are outlined by lights, as if the market in the sky had fallen into the mortal world, showing its attractive charm all the more. At this time, through the doors and windows opened by a family, a scene of happy family life also came into my eyes.
The photos are really beautiful. No matter the scenery taken by mobile phone or camera, it is beautiful. Our group stayed in Wuzhen for one night and got up at 6 o'clock the next morning. Not many people get up early, so we can take more beautiful photos quietly. My sister, a novice photographer, is holding her SLR camera and keeps shooting. If necessary, she also asked her brother-in-law to start her human tripod. Presumably in the near future, my sister will become a photographer.
Wuzhen, I have been here and never left!