2, a turn, green with some heavy water vapor. Wisteria promenade book cluster, lotus fragrance overflow hall; In the 1920s, this was the West Ballroom, the former residence of Zhang Shiming. Wandering in the meantime, I imagined the Seven Flowers of that year and sighed ... Nanxun is really charming.
3. In front of the shop, an old man in a nursing home often carries his own bamboo brush, walks ten miles from the river to the intersection of Yongtong Highway, sells one yuan and then returns to town to enjoy that one yuan in the bean flower shop. On Monday, Thursday and the seventh day, the town gathered tight cabbages, square vendors and twisted cam belts. Noisy is its passion. My mother's children's clothing stall is crowded between pieces of bamboo rafts, and her eyes are full of expectations. In a few hours, the mountain wind will blow away the boiling sound of the city; Then, she will rush back to her pig, her silkworm and her soil.
The town in the fog is more graceful. The clear water gently pushed the boat. I walked to the bow and looked at the arch bridge in the distance. There was silence all around, only the gurgling sound of water, and the fishing boatman shook his paddle and splashed. I couldn't help but close my eyes and hum a tune. Suddenly I heard the sound of piano coming from the shore. I looked around, but I didn't know where it came from. I only heard this song echoing gracefully.
We went to Taohuayuan by bus, but it was not beautiful. Just as we got on the bus, it began to rain in Mao Mao. It was dark in Taoyuan County, and we stayed in Taohuayuan Hotel, and it rained heavily again, which cast a mysterious veil on Taohuaxian!
6. When it comes to small towns, different pictures come to everyone's mind. Travel around the city by bus, cruise ship or even carriage and feel the romance of the town. Opening the window every day is full of exotic customs. Then a person goes to capture the most beautiful moment hidden in his heart.
7. Shili Gallery, with carved beams and painted buildings stretching away, the river beside the gallery is quiet and blue, and the green willows are leisurely.
8. The piano came to an abrupt end, the fog had cleared, and the town resumed its usual lively atmosphere. As for me, I have been intoxicated in that foggy town for a long time and can't extricate myself. ...
9. Blano is a small island under the jurisdiction of Venice. The inhabitants of the island are all descendants of fishermen. Local handmade lace and embroidery products, such as the stained glass of Murano Island, are all characteristic handicrafts in Venice. I don't know when the local government on the island stipulated that local residents should paint the exterior walls of their houses once a year, so residents painted their small and exquisite houses in colorful colors. These colorful houses form a rainbow-like alley next to each other. With the winding extension of a clear river, ships with the same bright colors quietly stop by the river.
10 It was a morning in March in the south of the Yangtze River, and the drizzle covered the town with a cicada-like veil. Just after the climax of the noisy agricultural and sideline products market, the vendors arranged their booths and dispersed one after another.
1 1. Whenever hyacinthus orientalis smells beautiful, midsummer in the Dutch town opens its unique starry sky.
12, on both sides of the strait, a few lights are lit in the morning breeze, and Gu Lou, which goes in and out, exudes an elegant agility. The piano is playing faster and faster, and the building has disappeared in the foggy sea. I can only see some faint lights, dancing and singing there. At this time, my mood is also singing and dancing.
13, Ravenheim, Lavaine is probably the smallest town in Britain. There are more than 300 old houses in the town that locals are proud of, as well as shops and teahouses (serving scones and thick cream) lined with various decorations. Don't underestimate these humble shops, they are all on the list of endangered scenic spots in rural England.
14. Streets crisscross, eaves are opposite, business trips gather, and restaurants abound.
15, take my town and squat on the hill. A truck, a truck, hollowed out its mine year after year, hollowed out its prosperity, and those local officials with wide brains could not make it bigger and stronger. Every day in the town, shallots, peppers and pickles are mixed with tofu, and residents begin to chew a new day in thick and sweet bean curd.
16, colorful, brilliant gold powder; Indulge in money, the harp is decadent.
17, tall buildings, high lights, colored embroidery, ambiguous tunes, thick wine and fat.
18, the spring breeze is ten miles to Taohuawu, and the meaning of drunkenness is not wine, selling golden holes. There are countless fairy dances in Qionglou, and Yamaraja is ten miles away.
19, under the faint glow, the broad sand surface flashes with pieces of silver scales; (Gentle) The river is quiet and transparent, like a colorful belt, quietly passing through the town.
20. A faint mist hangs over this sentimental Jiangnan town. I sat on a cruise ship, facing the breeze.
2 1, on both sides of the avenue, willow colors are like clouds, tung flowers are brilliant, apricot flowers are burning, and peach blossoms are embroidered.