In March, the grass grows and warblers fly. The road in Jiangnan is full of tourists. The following is my collection of Yangchun March Yangzhou mood essays, for your reference, I hope to help friends in need.
The March Yangzhou mood essays Part 1
I want to go to Yangzhou, to appreciate the architecture of the south and north, strolling in the old streets and alleys with all kinds of old stores, looking for the book that speaks softly, singing Yangzhou songs, a bellyful of folk proverbs and stories, and can make all kinds of food Yangzhou granny. This is the journal I wrote five years ago, which is also my first impression of Yangzhou. At that time, I was still studying, and I happened to read an article in a magazine that made me obsessed with Yangzhou, and perhaps it was an obsession that turned into a kind of karma in the underworld.
Li Bai's sentence "March of the fireworks under Yangzhou" has become a song of the ages, and has become the coordinates of millions of tourists come and go. Although it is not yet March, but the earth has warmed up to the equinox, the bright spring light and Li Bai's poem reflected, awakened my initial memory of Yangzhou. The beauty of the full has been unable to let a throbbing heart to wait until the lunar March, so I can not help but step on a wisp of spring light, humming a tune, the next one back to Yangzhou.
All the way to go, all the way to listen, all the way to see. This beautiful ancient city leisurely walked through two and a half thousand years, when it appeared in front of you, is still so bright and colorful, not stained with the vicissitudes of life. The willow on the bank of the ancient canal is swaying and green, and the peach blossoms on the bank of Slender West Lake are smiling and red. The sparkling water ripples, wetting the flapping wings of the birds, wrinkled the high eaves of the building. The branches of the old trees stretched out, trailing into the blue sky in front of me, touching the bright moon of the twenty-four bridges. The poplar constantly, goose teeth rainbow bridge, the platform everywhere, the moon shadow, this is where the beautiful scenery, is clearly Yangzhou embroiderer in the hands of the embroidery case.
The road to Yangzhou you have to walk slowly. Come to Yangzhou you will find that there are few spacious road, towering buildings and speeding cars. Here are narrow roads, low buildings and slow life. In the morning, "water wrapped in skin" - eat some snacks and drink a bowl of tea, and in the evening, "water wrapped in skin" - repair a foot and take a bath. There is more than Yangzhou people will enjoy life. Life is so pleasant, mainly due to the Yangzhou people's hands, which comes to Dongguan Street, into the colorful century-old stores there you will understand. When you smell Xie Fuchun pure handmade fragrance, see Yangzhou lacquer craft and embroidery craft, taste the ginger candy of the Yang eight monsters, three and four beautiful sauces, as well as Jianhu lotus root flour round ...... you can not help but marvel at Yangzhou is such a talented people, can not wait to do a Yangzhou people.
The story of Yangzhou you have to listen slowly. Beijing's gardens show is the emperor's house of dominance, Suzhou and Hangzhou's gardens to show is the rich businessman's noble, Yangzhou's gardens are spit out the literati Wen Qi. While viewing the He Yuan such a literati built garden, as the guide said, three parts is to see and seven parts is to listen. Understanding each deed, you realize that this garden took thirteen years of effort to build, its owner in a brick and tile on the heart, as well as each layout of the hidden meaning. After hearing every allusion, you can perceive the historical life of each landscape, you can read the words and paintings between the platforms and corridors, and the poems and ink on the plaques between the halls - that is undoubtedly the highest building in Yangzhou, built with the bones and talents of Yangzhou literati. So, how you look at the garden is so unique and complementary to each other.
The beauty of Yangzhou you have to savor. The Qiong Hua Guan in the flower is incomparable, the bright moon building head of the moonlight. Yangzhou is like a girl outside the show, not only has a beautiful and lovely model, more unique talent, so you will never forget. Life only love Yangzhou live, clip bank poplar spring breath. Sitting in the corner of the Fuchun Garden Tea House, with your back to the pleasant scenery outside the window, hearing the softly whispered laughter and playing a little song beside you, you will find the soul of Yangzhou is dense in this fine time. Sitting in the prosperous history, quietly observe the changes in current affairs, skillful hands and heart fiddling days, always maintain a calm and relaxed, which is precisely the attitude of Yangzhou people in the world, right?
Walking in Yangzhou, can not forget the intoxicating scenery, cultural splendor, long days, time is very slow. Every time I think of it, my heart becomes soft, as if I have a firm heart to love life and keep moving forward.
The March of Yangzhou mood essays Part 2
Fireworks in March, under the Yangzhou
As soon as the flowers bloomed, let's go; as soon as the wind blew, let's run; if you like it, let's say it out loud! While the sun is just right, the breeze is not manic
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The most beautiful but spring. The spring breeze of ten miles, the warbler grass, flowers in full bloom, all delicate. The warmth of the sun, sprinkled in every corner of the earth. I'm like a sunflower, trying to put my face toward the sun, absorbing its energy, feeling the breath of spring.
Fireworks in March, it is said that the next trip to Yangzhou it. So, two train tickets, a messenger bag, a pair of canvas shoes, a sun hat, and so, a person's travel, began. After a couple hours of traveling, it was time to arrive at the train station. I chose to take the bus and also enjoyed the scenery along the way.
Traveling, is a process of spiritual comfort. If, however, you feel tired, you can, it must have to be the body, never the mind. In the Dongguan Street shopping for a long, long time, just simply like this gray and white tone. Yes, a bit like old photos, or ancient painters under the point of ink stain.
Only the food and the scenery can not live up to. The scenery is beautiful, but so is the food. I tasted Yangchun noodles, ate three dingbao, crab buns, and thousand-layer oil cake. Of course, there are also sweet candies, which are sweet to the heart and make my heart happy. This is also the season when water chestnuts are on the market, so naturally, we have to try them. Yes, there is also the nationally famous Yangzhou fried rice, and so on.
The garden is deep. A garden, which contains many stories. After years of washing, left behind, are the best. I think, He Yuan is such a garden with stories. I was surprised at its large area, but I admire its precipitation.
I want to compare the West Lake to Xizi. Then, the thin West Lake, is also such a West, right. Although the thin west lake, not as in my mind so fairy, but this is also more real. Walking on the lake shore, willow, wind blowing peach blossom fragrance. I photographed the lake with my eyes, and I thought I had photographed the whole spring, secretly hidden in my heart.
The scenery is beautiful, people are more beautiful, life is most beautiful. Many tourists, all coincidentally came to the same place, just because of a 'March fireworks under Yangzhou'. Spring is beautiful, and Yangzhou in spring is even more beautiful. There are beautiful scenery, food, and of course, beauty. People living in this city must be happy. There is no fast pace of life, everyone is peaceful, helping each other, leisurely and comfortable. If, when you reach the age of retirement, you choose a city like this to live in, it's a pretty good thing, don't you think?
Traveling is also a practice, gentle years. Perhaps the beauty of the years lies in its inevitable passing. However, only our memories, will not pass, or rather, pass less quickly
Flowers are blooming well, youth on the road, full of scenery, you, ready?
In March of Yangchun under the Yangzhou mood essays Part 3
Willow like smoke, flowers like brocade, Yangzhou in March so that many writers and writers for the adoration of moving, not to mention that I'm a little man.
Standing on this piece of land, I was like a genie who had mistakenly entered the depths of the lotus root flower, and my encounter was not with the summer lotus, but with the glittering agaric flower in spring. Accompanied by the rising sun and the small monk in the Daming Temple ringing the morning bell, with a breeze sent 'sandalwood fireworks, flowers, nicco, this is the March Yangchun, solemn and peaceful in the vitality.
Out of the ancient temple to be the sun on three o'clock, the early wind is still mixed with the cold current has now been the Lean West Lake sun warmed by the sun's shimmering to the warmth of the "poplar continues to catch the remnants of the barren, geese teeth rainbow bridge just like a picture, but also a gold pot of gold, so it should be called the Lean West Lake.". The first time I saw this song, I was told that it was the first time I'd ever seen it. The first Slim West Lake, called me in love with the lakeside willows, well-organized rainbow bridge, and this ten miles such as the body of a young girl like meandering. I don't know if I should say that luck, encountered the expensive as oil in the spring rain, rain seems to wake up the sleeping corridor bridge, trips over every brick, every piece of tile is so flavorful. This is the March Yangchun, such as the deep house of the boudoir, through the shyness and chance to see the thumping heart.
After lunch, the rain has stopped, sniffing the unique freshness of the rain, accompanied by the fragrance of the bamboo garden, as if after the rain of bamboo shoots, the whole person is relaxed. A garden in the green called people can not bear to reflect in the heart, not the summer of the blue color, is part of the spring of the tender, soft fine tip is still hanging on the rain just now, in the shadow of the sun under the light of the flicker, a crystal. Rock falls water in the middle of it, three or two friends a pot of new tea, this is the March Yangchun, the prosperous world of a happy place, comfortable and leisurely.
At sunset, the setting sun is also a soft beauty, the banks of the ancient Canal on both sides has been brightly lit, neon around the river three or two circles, the gods do not know which mortal world. Riverside plum blossom faded arrogant, indulged in peach blossom delicate. I rode the boat, rowing to the center of the lake, the light and shadow interlacing, the beauty of so unreal, the night wind slowly spread the spring, hard cloth one day more than one day of vitality. I do not know where to blow the wind, it carries a fragrance, like the morning temple in the point of the dew of the agarwood, and like the freshness of the bamboo after the rain, more like the two banks of the intoxicating peach blossom brew, which is probably the same word spring, spring color different flavors, but also the same. This is the March Yangchun, no strong and impassioned, but no lack of vitality, so Xu Xu, Xu Xu ride the breeze, blowing into our hearts.
March Yangchun under the Yangzhou mood essays Part 4
Thousands of years of prosperity know where, the dream soul haunting is Yangzhou. The long-desired, in the shade of the rosy March, bathed in the morning mist warm wind, take a thousand miles of spring color, all the way to the east, such as the appointment of Yangzhou.
"The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, the fireworks in March under the Yangzhou", Li Bai's farewell poem to make Yangzhou famous all over the world, the fireworks in March, it is crowned with Yangzhou endless romantic and poetic. March Yangzhou, is the folding of the willow, dreaming of Jiangnan is drinking wine, only to wait for the lonely sails of the distant shadow of the blue sky, only to know that the thoughts are always thinner than the West Lake ...
With Yangzhou's most intense love of the late Tang Dynasty, Du Mu, wrote all the beauty and prosperity of Yangzhou, but also sent him a number of beautiful and voluptuous love. Thinking back to the millennium, the young talent was not reused, "want to put a banner to go to the river and the sea, Leyouyuan look at the Zhaoling", Yi went to Wuxing, in the Huainan governor's mansion as a magistrate, ten years of love, ten years of dream. The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid.
The beauty of Yangzhou, in the water, in the bridge, in the garden, in the building. Du Mu "send Yangzhou Han Chuo Judge", the green hills hidden water Long Long Autumn end of Jiangnan grass has not withered, twenty-four bridges bright moon night Where do you teach blowjob. The body in the bureaucracy, the heart to stay in Jiangnan, poetry and pictures, dreaming of the soul.
The soft and beautiful Jiangnan, but also moisturized out of the charming and gentle, Chu Chu can be a woman of Jiangnan. The shop is like the moon, white wrists condensed frost and snow; hill overlap gold Mingdiao, sideburns want to cross the snow cheeks; lazily painted moth-eyebrows, make-up late grooming, before and after the mirror, flower face intersected with each other ...... countless wordsmiths exhaustive Euphemism rhetoric, issued before the age of the home town, home town must be broken hearted lament! Du Mu's "Farewell" curling graceful thirteen Yu, cardamom tips in early February; spring breeze ten miles Yangzhou Road.
Rolling on the curtain is always as good as ..., but also out of the heart of endless adoration and attachment ..., the love of the bell, where the heart returns.
The water in Yangzhou is the spirit that creates the soft south of the river. The ancient Grand Canal running through the north and south, the developed Yangtze River system, Yangzhou since ancient times, become the east and west, north and south, water transportation hub. Emperors and generals, Jiangdu South Patrol; talented people down, Jiangnan sent love; merchants and businessmen, busy shipping ...... Yangzhou witnessed too many prosperous past, the vicissitudes of the smoke and clouds. Emperor Yang of Sui three Yangzhou, "spring winds cut Gongjin half as a barrier mud half as a sail", how prosperous and beautiful! Extravagance is outrageous, but also reflects the strength of the country, Yangzhou's affluence. Jiang Kui unsaddle less stationed in Weiyang, Bamboo West, a good place, caper wheat, sighs of regret. He praised Dulang for his elegance and Doucou for his skill in lyrics, and remembered the red herbs by the bridge, knowing for whom they were born every year. Today, the Grand Canal, rippling waves, thousands of sails point, both sides of the cauliflower yellow, peach blossom red, pear blossom white.
Yangzhou Xinghua thousand stacks of rapeseed sea, is staging a grand rapeseed affair. Hundreds of acres of rapeseed flowers covered the sky, spread into a dazzling golden yellow. Tourists weaving, singing like a tide, the fragrance filled. Wandering in the middle of it, bees and butterflies dance, warm wind smoked, sweet as wine, intoxicated. Flowers leave the evening light, silk scarf dance spring breeze, shaking metallurgical yellow, pretty beautiful face! The feeling of distant pity for the hometown, low according to the idyllic ...
The night of the Spring River and the Moon, Yangzhou Slim West Lake! I'm not sure I've ever met you before, but I'm sure I've seen you today.
In the time of spring breeze and warmth, your sweet smile, as if drunk Jiangnan.
The thinness of Lean West Lake is true to its name. Thin in the delicate, thin in the show, thin in the spirit. Pavilions and pavilions, flower pools and marshes, bridges and bridges, flowers and trees, all staggered, the layout is exquisite. A landscape, step by step are painting ...
Just into the garden door, a burst of rich fragrance, sweet sweet fragrance, refreshing ..., tulips delicate swaying, Bauhinia with smoke cage Xia, peach, chrysanthemum peach, cherry blossom, begonias, spring, competition, interplay of glory. The flower garden is winding, jagged stones, flower corridors, winding paths ..., the river is clear, glistening water, the boat slowly shook, shaking the intoxication of a river of spring color.
Ah, twenty-four bridges. The bridge is a jade masonry carving, the rainbow lying wave, articulated bank connected to the water, fluent and elegant. Thinking about the millennium, pianoforte and red pipe, where is the beautiful person, the dream soul is far away, the talented son of the broken heart! "Everyone said Jiangnan good, tourists only Jiangnan old; spring water than the sky painting boat listening to the rain sleep, ... not old Mo return home return home to be broken hearted". Bridge view, footsteps mottled, overlapping with how many moving stories ...
River crossings, road traffic, crocodile flowers, water, flowing tile wall ... such a scene, need to meet a lilac girl, sadness dispersed, the window opens, the hoofs of the horses, and no longer a mistake ...
Yangzhou, Yangzhou, the end of the world sometimes end, only the endless place of love...