Zhouzhuang Ancient Town, a dream water town

Turning through the scaffolding under construction, groping in the dark tunnel forward, turn and then forward, suddenly a bright light shook the eyes, like a sudden break into a dream. You did not expect, just strolling through the reinforced concrete piles into the ordinary market, how all of a sudden time back a hundred years?

The narrow alley twists and turns, stores tightly packed, facing the alley window set up a counter for people walking in the street at any time you can stop to buy. Looking into the alley, the narrow counter is placed on the tempting snacks: twist, pig's trotters, dried meat, green dumplings ...... sedate pink walls and wooden lattice windows of these snacks under the reflection of a few points of vitality.

Out of this street, you will find that things are not that simple, Zhouzhuang is by no means just a few buildings, some snacks can be easily summarized. The intricate streets and alleys, the river in all directions are the meridians of Zhouzhuang. Streets and buildings are separated by the river. However, there are bridges over the river, and the stone bridges skillfully connect the ancient town into one. You don't need to know where to go, just follow the waterways and within a few steps you will come across an arch bridge standing over the river. If you step on the ancient bridge and look at the trend of the river, the most charming landscape of Zhouzhuang will appear in front of your eyes: the ancient houses are scattered, the houses are built along the river, the buildings are stacked on the stone foundation, the moss grows on the submerged stone foundation, dyeing a thick green. Moss grows on the submerged stone foundations, coloring them a rich green. The stone steps of the ports extend out from underneath one level at a time. Women wash on the ports, the babbling boat swings across the stone bridge, swings past the riding tower and all the way back to the babbling, a bubblegum full of purple flowers grows diagonally and reaches over the river, and the river rolls with the fallen Ying and flows to the far side of the river. The dark green river flows gently, noiselessly I don't know how many years, from the long river of years, a building built and destroyed, generations of people came and passed away, only the never-ending river has never changed.

The main task of the ancient town is sketching, carrying a painting bag tour for a long time, finally in the river set up the easel. The shopkeeper took out a small stool for us to use. The water used for shabu-shabu was directly scooped out of the river without any impurities. Tourists stopped to watch from time to time, the simple curiosity of children, the guidance of those who know what they are doing, the praise of politeness, and the encouragement of strangers. ....... In a beautiful place, people are idle and friendly, they do not mind providing a little help to reckless strangers, do not mind watching a piece of work that has not been molded, and do not mind sending a piece of encouragement to the apprehensive beginner. This may be exactly what Zhouzhuang is all about

After we finished painting from noon to sunset, the sky had turned a deep blue, the stores were lit up with warm yellow lights, the red lanterns at the corners of the houses stood out, and the gurgling water tinkled in our ears. We returned the way we came, and when we passed the stone bridge again, it was a different scene: the ink-colored river reflected everything on the shore, as if there was another world sealed in the water of the bay, and the crow-tented boat rested in the water close to the stone foundation. The buildings are brightly lit, all kinds of lanterns under the eaves of the red flashing, the entire river coloring the ancient, there is a small bridge in the distance round bridge surrounded by lamps, as a moon falling into the water. Ink-blue sky enveloped in this lively above, more deep and permanent. I think I should draw this scene as well.

In the cluster of stores to buy snacks, along the original road back, from the lively streets and alleys into the cramped silence of the tunnel, and then through a row of scaffolding, to see outside the flickering street lamps, as usual, small stores, asphalt pavement, a day's travel is like a dream. (Shandong University of Science and Technology College of Civil Engineering Gao Jie)