I was born in a corner of Jiangnan, in the gentle feelings of Jiangnan intoxicated more than twenty plants. Jiangnan around the vicinity of the vicissitudes of the world changes, clamor or whispered stories can not be told one by one clear, and my feelings of attachment to the Jiangnan millennium is still the same!
Standing on the spiritual soil of Jiangnan, looking up at the sky, the wind and smoke are clean, clear as a clear water. The long years flowing in the Jiangnan water townships of the show, the quiet of the ancient towns of Jiangnan, Jiangnan rainy alley of the deep, Jiangnan Wenjie's spirit of rhyme ......
Small bridges, water, people, overflowing in the ink Jiangnan, see the unknown reality, can not be divided into what exactly; the flow of water, moisturize the mind of how many literati heroes. Read Jiangnan, Lingbo water rhyme, ink and fragrance.
Jiangnan's beauty, is hazy and simple, is under the tree leisurely chess, is the flower drunken wine. It's the tea in the courtyard. Green water haunting the white walls, safflower sprinkled in the green tile, meandering back to the river in the morning and sunset in the shallow singing. Ride a flat boat holding an artemisia, traveling in the green mountains and green water, on both sides of the wind and waves is through the mottled and the ancient tenderness of the drift, a large body of clear water is carried, is the flow of traces and vicissitudes of the years.
Jiangnan water town is like a hazy ink painting, simple and quiet. Stone arch bridge tilted in the clear water, or elegant chic or delicate floating, has been worn out the carved railings printed with the traces of the years, and the charm of the ancient town into one. Sitting on the crow's nest boat, letting the cool river water flow from the fingers, cool into the heart. The water is clear, and the wooden boat is long. The houses are built near the water, and the water is connected to the water. Stroll in the ancient town, away from the city's hustle and bustle and restlessness, let the sunshine in the skin quietly flow, let the poetry in the heart of the light dance fly.
Smoke and fresh water in the south of the Yangtze River, the embankment of the rain falling, spring grass grows and warblers fly, peach red light dyeing, insects and swallows murmur, spring through the curtain bar. In summer, the light to undress, alone on the orchid boat, pick lotus lotus field, light smile and chanting, delicate flowers shine water. Autumn rain sycamore, autumn flying geese, light chrysanthemum fragrance, leisurely under the hedge. Winter snow is emerald, a thousand trees pearl. I like the snow, fluttering delicate pure.
Spring rain show Jiangnan, Jiangnan rain, especially the spring rain in Jiangnan, like that Wu Nong soft language, through the water village unique nourishment, the rain is the soul of the culture of Jiangnan, is the aura of Jiangnan water village in Jiangnan, full of romantic rain, rain before and after the Lantern Festival is called Lantern rain, Lantern rain is often the first rain in early spring, pattering spring rain on the arrival of warbler, a blue water Sparkling and up, willow whisk embankment, blue grass like silk, flowers, murmuring springs, the ancient temple of the Sanskrit sound in the cracks between the flow, the air after the rain overflowed with fragrance. And then the apricot blossom rain, pear blossom rain, come and go, after the twilight of spring, continuous yellow plum rain filled Jiangnan. The sound of the rain at night, the fragrance of the flowers in the morning, the clear absolute people y intoxicated, elegant people do not want to leave. Flying rain wet a dress, wet through the heart of the women of Jiangnan. The two sleeves of the flower fragrance, light dance out of the unique charm of Jiangnan.
Jiangnan women due to the wet climate of Jiangnan, skin as snow condensation, Iren as jade. "The water is a horizontal eye wave, the mountain is a frown. Want to ask the pedestrians to which side? Eyebrows and eyes full of places." Women like water, such as water, bright eyes, spiritually beautiful and gentle, like the Lingbo Fairy as clear and unassuming. Jiangnan women walking slowly in the town on the old stone road, drizzle wet lilac, if you hold an umbrella, along the rainy alleys and spry, "a smudge of smoke forest screen-like show, light flowers shore willow edge", rain curls into the pearl curtain, clear shadow like a dream.
Houmen like the sea, pavilion water pavilion, red face tears, water sleeve lightly brush the strings, a song of the ancient rhyme in the snow under the jade hand diarrhea, tenderness. Thoughts as if with the reversal of time, placed in a thousand years ago the lingering sentimental butterfly love. The gentle Liang Shanbo and cross-dressing Yingtai study hard, candlelight night book, talk and laugh, eighteen to send, wrote a touching butterfly love legend, echoed through the ages.
Jiangnan a Feng Shui spiritual land, countless talented people. Jiangnan four great talents, the most famous is Tang Bohu. Tang Yin's superb calligraphy and painting, the champion of the group. He was a master of zither, chess, calligraphy and painting. The touching love story of Tang Pak Fu has become an ancient story. Jiangnan talented women, a moment countless, Li Qingzhao, Qinhuai eight Yan, Liu Ruyi, Dong Xiaowan, fish Xuanji, Xue Tao, Su Xiaomei .......
Ink Jiangnan, a hundred charming all kinds of write endless, a thousand colors point drawing endless. Maybe my past life is that picking lotus Jiangnan woman, in the light of the fragrance of the lotus smile, if the butterfly lightly dance in the ink Jiangnan ...... I will be with the apricot blossoms and smoky rain, year after year to come back, waiting for your beauty in a certain spring resurfaced again. 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.