The so-called Jiangnan, just the depths of the night, the return of the dream.
-------- -------- caption Painted boat listening to the rain, deep alley apricot blossoms, twenty-four bridges through the years of the moon, perhaps just a distant memory, three points into the painting, seven points of the feather. Sky light and clouds, wild boat, Xiling under the fateful look, and drunk as an inkstone plum ink, half of the condensation, half of the dense scattering.
Forgetting the long years, but the fate of life and death, rain and dust, only wish to get a night of tranquility, canoeing in the nine curves of the intestines, to see the sunrise river flowers, spring to the blue limpid, the heart of the dust-free, a pocket of the empty Ming. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the company.
Secondly, the scenery is as old as ever. The water of the lake, Gusu night cool, strangely green willow, dust between the flowers, the river maple fishing fire, swallow murmuring, only a look back, will become a smoke cloud over the eye, with the flow of the year and go, wear mixed into the fingers of the broken wind flakes, know that it went, but can not do anything about it.
Sometimes, the fate of the annihilation, it is also the beginning of the fate, sometimes, a give up, inadvertently, will also achieve a monumental. Such as embroidery Jiangnan, it is this, stored in the heart, engraved in the memory of the good as the water, the spirit of the water, soft waves of paddle shadow, not a trace of restraint let people hang on, but also plainly become a passer-by in the heart of the constant flow.
If you love this water, you also want to be like water, rippling with the wave of millions of miles, no sound, accompanied by a drunken smile, but also quiet with the scenery outside the body, the eyes into the eyes, the silence when silence. The sea will not wither, the stone will not rot, the sky will not be deserted, the ground will not be old.
The accompaniment of the Jiangnan rain and smoke, only for a lifetime of never give up. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Broken Bridge, the wind and lotus in the courtyard, three pools under the moon, the Su Causeway in the middle of spring, searching for pick up, searching for pick up, everything, but it is just a blurred memory of the dawn and the moon and the morning wind, into the eyes of the hazy. The nine-thousand-meter altitude, suddenly clear, some of the knots open up.
Just like blowing through the West Lake in June, the wind. The dream is buried in the Jiangnan rain and smoke, woke up, woke up Jiangnan in the heart, the scenery who knows.
---- I traveled through the halls of memory of the millennium ago, stepping on the ancient winds to you, just for the millennium before the appointment of the next life, so that this life is also our original that the shoulders of the beauty of the past.
2. Seek the poem of Jiangnan rainSend Yangzhou Hanchuo Judge Du Mu The green hills are hidden and the water is far away, and the grass is not withered in the south of the river in the fall.
The night of the moon on the 24th bridge, where does the jade man teach blowjob? The flowers of the river are more red than fire, and the water of the river is as green as blue in spring.
Can not remember the South? Rainy Lane Dai Wangshu Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rainy lane, I hope to meet a girl with sorrows like lilacs. She is lilac in color, lilac in fragrance, and lilac in sorrow, and she wanders in the rain, sorrowful and wandering; she wanders in the lonesome rainy alleys, holding an oil-paper umbrella, and like me, she walks silently, cold, forlorn, and despondent.
She approached in silence, approached, and cast a breathless gaze, and she drifted by, like in a dream, like in a dream, poignant and confused.
In the dirge of the rain, her colors were faded, her fragrance dispersed, and even her breathless vision, her lilac despondency. Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rainy alleys, I hope to drift past a lilac-like girl with sorrow.
Gangnam Han Anonymous Gangnam can pick lotus, lotus leaves, how Tian Tian. Fish play lotus leaves, fish play lotus leaves east, fish play lotus leaves west, fish play lotus leaves south, fish play lotus leaves north.
Purser Barbarian Wei Zhuang Everyone says Jiangnan is good, the tourists are only Jiangnan old. The first thing you need to do is to get the boat to sleep in the rain.
The shop side is like the moon, the white wrist condenses frost and snow. The first thing you need to do is to go back to your hometown, and then you will be broken.
The Song of Jiangnan Yun Yun picked white apples at Tingzhou, and the sun set on Jiangnan Spring. The first time I saw him, I was so happy to see him.
Why don't you go back to your old friends? The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I was a student there.
Early Spring at South Lake Bai Juyi The wind is back to the clouds and the rain is clearing, and the lake is warm and bright. The first day of spring is the first day of spring, and the second day of spring is the first day of spring, and the third day of spring is the first day of spring.
The wings of the white geese are still heavy, and the tongue of the oriole is not yet complete. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the government.
Paying a visit to the Golden Gate Chen Ke is sad. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, but the second time I saw it, it was a very good one.
The smoke tree is heavy, and the letter is separated from the letter.
They are the most important thing to remember.
The grass, the clouds, and the sun. I've been getting clear sky color.
Outside the curtain fell flowers can not fly. The east wind has no energy.
Bodhisattva barbarians Feng Yansi Sinking Zhu Household across the golden locks, screen window moon shadow with the flowers over. The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what I'm doing and what I'm doing.
The Hairpin of the Hairpin, the Phoenix, the Thousand Miles of Fragrance, the Dream of the Screen, and the Rainbow. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it.
The Case of the Green Jade Li Yu The Van Palace is protected by a hundred feet of cloud, and the road is gradually whitened with moss. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one.
The silver waves are boundless, the jade mountains are ten thousand miles, and the cold covers the trees in Jiangnan. The crows cawing in the shadow of the sky will be twilight, the sea moon fiber traces reflecting the smoke.
The bamboo is hanging low and the crane is dancing. The wind is blowing in the poplar flowers, goose feathers cut in the sky, always the poet's mistake.
Who dreamed of the orchid?
The grasses are so smoky that they are lost in the water, and the clouds are so dense that they are dark in the west of the city. 3) After washing up, I leaned on the river watch tower alone.
The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
4. The fishermen's market is under the mountain, and the rain by the willow is deep. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and the second time I saw it, it was a very good one.
5. Everyone says Jiangnan is good, but the tourists are only Jiangnan old. The water is blue in the sky, and the boat is sleeping in the rain.
The people in the shop are like the moon, and their wrists are covered with snow. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at your favorite place.
6, ten million hate, hate in the end of the world. The mountain moon does not know the heart of the matter, the water wind is empty in front of the flowers.
Swinging Biyun oblique. 7, thousands of warblers cry green reflecting red, water village mountain Guo wine flag wind.
South of the four hundred and eighty temples, how many buildings in the smoke and rain. The first is to make the most out of the situation, and the second is to make the most out of the situation, and the third is to make the most out of the situation.
Deep paths want to stay double phoenix lodging, *** partial reflection of the small peach bloom. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and the second time I saw it, it was a very good one.
4. Jiangnan-related small ancientRemembering Jiangnan Tang - Huangfu Song
Orchid embers fall, screen dark red banana. I dream of the day when the plum is ripe in the south of the river, the night boat blowing the flute rain Xiao Xiao, people talk about the bridge by the post.
Good South / Memory of South River Song - Zhao Shi Man
Day **** water, water far away from the sky. The water is far away from the sky. The sky is clean and the cold moon is rippling. The moon reflects the sky in the water.
People and scenery, people and scenery is difficult to complete. If the scenery is good, the heart will be happy, and the scenery should be beautiful when the heart is far away from the happy place. The world's most important thing is the world's most important thing.
Looking at the South China Sea
The heat of the day is forever, and the moon invades the bed at night. The moonlight is on my bed, and I'm lying in the dew by the lotus leaves, and the hibiscus fragrance and the wind are cool. The pillow is the land of the immortals.
Remembering the South River by Wen Tingyun
I hate it so much, I hate it so much, I hate it so much, I hate it so much, I hate it so much, I hate it so much, I hate it so much. The moon in the mountains does not know what is going on in my heart, the wind in the water is empty of flowers, and the blue clouds are swaying.
After washing up, I leaned on the river watch tower. After all the thousands of sails are not, slanting light pulse water leisurely, intestinal break white applesauce!
Jiangnan willow Song-Zhang Xian
Sui embankment far away, wave rapid road dust light. The bridge of the ancient willow is full of farewells, and it is sad to see people separated, not to mention their own feelings.
After the slanting light, the new moon is on the west side of the city. I wish I could be like the moon and be with you for thousands of miles.
Looking at South River / remembering South River Song - Wang Qi
The shore of the South, the clouds and trees half sunny. The sails are old, and the tide is still low. The South and the North are not centrifuged.
The rise and fall of things, a thousand years a dip in the lapel. The travelers do not visit.
Jiangnan grass, such as seeds and description. Deep reflection of the fallen flowers warbler tongue mess, green fascinated by the Nanpu passenger soul disappearance. Day to day fighting green robes.
The wind wants to turn, and the soft state is not more delicate. The sky is so far away that it is raining at night, and the sand is so cold that it has a faint tide on it. Who dreams with orchids.
Jiangnan water, river road to flat sand. The rain cleared up high smoke collects the veil, the wind clears the fine waves spit out cold flowers. A long way to send a helicopter.
Fame and fortune, drifting not yet home. The fishermen sing far away in front of the Xisai Mountains, and the geese travel diagonally on the waves of the dongting. Anchorage is at the end of the world.
The swallows of the South, the breeze of the embroidered curtains. In February, the new pond is over, and the old palace is empty. Fly down to the west and east.
Wang Xie's house, once in the beautiful hall. The path of the smoke is far away from the flowers, and the window of the dawn is full of dreams. The red apricot orchard.
Jiangnan moon, the night full of western buildings. When the clouds fall open ice spit Jian, the depths of the waves of jade Shen hooks. How long will it take for the roundness to stop.
Starry night, the wind and dew into the new fall. The first time I've ever seen a woman in the world, I've seen a woman in the world, I've seen a woman in the world, I've seen a woman in the world. The sky **** long.
Jiangnan wine, where the flavor is strong. Drunken lying in the spring breeze in deep alleys, the dawn to find fragrant pennants east of the small bridge. Bamboo leaves are full of golden clocks.
Drunken sandalwood boards, people face red. I was intoxicated by the sandalwood boards, and my face was red. The people are drunk on the sandalwood board.
Snow in Jiangnan, light vegetation cut clouds. The agar tree suddenly surprised early spring, plum blossoms feel cold at dawn. The cold shadow of the cold.
Toad jade is very, the night is good to see again. The first is the "Crown", and the second is the "Crown", and the third is the "Crown", and the third is the "Crown". I'm not sure how much I'll be able to do with it.
Jiangnan rain, the wind sent full of long river. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and the second time I saw it, it was a very good one. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The daytime and evening are always in front of Chu Feng. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you. The smoke and waves are far away from each other.
Jiangnan bamboo, clear and moist absolutely fiber. Deep paths want to leave the two phoenix sleep, *** partial reflection of the small peach bloom. Wind and moon shadow wandering.
Cold jade thin, frost and snow letter urging. The tears of the past are not enough to make up for the past, but the carts of the goats used to come by the green branches. The dragon flute is not to be trifled with.
The Fishing Song
Tang Dynasty - Zhang Zhihe
The white heron flies in front of Xisai Mountain, the peach blossom water Mandarin fish is fat. Green Ruo hat, green straw raincoat, the wind and rain do not need to return.
Title Juehai Temple Song-Huang Tingjian
The smoke of the fireplace is so thick that the water is sinking into the rhinoceros, and the wood is wrapped around the Zen bed and the bamboo is wrapped around the stream. The cicada in the fall is thinking of the willow, and the setting sun is in the west of the bamboo shade.
Gangnam is good Tang - Bai Juyi
Gangnam is good, the scenery of the old familiar; the sunrise of the river flowers red hot, spring to the river water green as blue. Can not remember the south of the river?
5. What are the export will be stunning ancient text, finally for that a Jiangnan rain and smoke covered the world, after the Ronghua Xie, but a, the mountains and rivers forever silent.
2, a thousand years of fame, a world to bury you, Linglong Jigen, ridiculous but no king's life.
3, phoenix tour on the Phoenix stage, negative and go, a night of bitter waiting, from the Jiangnan Jiangbei, 10,000 miles of mourning.
4, lamenting the tears of the red face, the hero's death, the world's suffering. The mountains and rivers are forever silent, how can they be happy.
5, the wind is a finger sand, old is a period of years.
6, the night rain dyed the sky water blue. Some people do not need to posture, can also achieve a stunning.
7, you have to remember, Rosewood is not extinguished, I have not gone.
8, who in the years long sigh.
9, the sky is pale, holding the prosperity of grief, bending the eyebrows, destiny, become the past.
10, the first makeup of red dust, mountains and rivers without boundaries. The initial face, crushing the nightmare impermanence, destiny.
11, Jiangnan bones, Tianshui into a blue, heavenly teach wish and body against.
12, mountains and rivers arch, for the gentleman a smile .
13, such as the bumps in the world also have no regrets.
14, the passing years covered the past, the white horse, hastily cast a touch of grief.
15, that is covered by the years of flowering, all the white horses become blank.
16, faded from the wind, I still guard you on the other side of the shore.
17, those prosperous sadness into the past, please do not be disappointed, ordinary is for the most beautiful swing.
18, your road, from now on do not see my old age.
19, long song when crying, for those who can not fulfill the promise, for the life of the deepest love, and finally dispersed as smoke.
20, with you walking in the sky, see the flowers all over the place.
21, I am young, Shaohua tilted negative.
22, you have to remember, that year and that month, willow purple strings Luocheng East.
23, the vast expanse of a sword all save broken, where the prosperity of the song fall.
24, send the gentleman a song, do not ask the end of the song people gathered and dispersed.
25, who will be burned smoke scattered, scattered the vertical and horizontal ties; listen to the string break, broken that three thousand obsessions.
26, the wind is moist, tea smoke. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
27, dyed fire maple forest, agar kettle singing moon, long song leaning on the building. The year after year, in front of the flowers and the moon, a respect for the wine. The water falls red lotus, only heard the jade chime, but this love is still the same.
28, the jade bamboo had remembered the phoenix tour, people do not see, water flow.
29, he smiled and destroyed himself in the loss of years.
30, can not move to drink tea, step broken this one, the world of fireworks.
31, the clamor of the red dust, the splendor of the world turned empty.
32, I'm not me, you turn around and walk away in Suzhou is not me.
33, a few sighs a few worlds of sadness and happiness laughable my life by me not day.
34, through the flow of years, dreaming back to the water to see the fireworks bloom out of the full moon.
35, life in the world, like a white horse, suddenly. However, I have lived a long life, but I can remember what you said every