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34957 2006 年 08 月 24 日 08:33 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (2) Category: For example all
for example Xitang
an early winter, one morning, a layer of mist, so 900 years of Xitang becoming vague,
red wing shoes sale, hazy, blurred.
I stood silently Xitang the street,
red wing heritage boots, stuck in the wet mixture into historical atmosphere. Fog hollow cold reveals the imagination can not fathom,
red wing boots, the town 900 years dating the eras of the morning mist, psychedelic, like a drunk in the gentle town. Oh, inadvertently, I kick the dreams woven into the mist.
first ray of sunshine fell on the ups and downs of the horse very quickly on the wall, spin, and dispersed the morning mist, hidden deep in the streets guxiang. Xitang gradually clear up, the patchwork of shop houses, variegated expanse, and the waving flag sails beautifully carved, trimmed with cobblestone streets, the town's old rhyme dripping reflected. A few different lengths of wood to both sides of the street with the roof, window frames as if the street palpable. Who do not know the woman, the curtains are open, pick out colorful clothes hanging on a tree. Women's life and life in and called me face to face, smile, spin and hide. Wood under the door,
red wing work boots, revealing a picture of sleepy zero Xing face, absently, and greeting a few acquaintances, or to and from the farmers on the price.
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a head, it is the Water of the infinite longing. A water slide out from the middle of row upon row of old houses, crooked affixed to the wall to the foot of a lengthy trickle away Hom. Wu women speaking in the exciting moment while joking tone, while bypassing the clothing thrown a crystal clear text drops. Their shadow falls on the river, with the waves gently ripples move, Yang Chu many folds, layers spread out, so the whole film surface are lined with a pretty woman vivid video. Women are handsome, or having very handsome. A twist of a wash between the years of walking in the stream, and youth in the flow away. Some people give birth to emotions and unwarranted speculation. Moored to the river in twos and threes Wu Pengchuan in Showmanship, Chuanniang wearing hats, wearing batik cross lapel Xiao Ao, very charm. Pulp oars swing freely, set off the scene will enjoy the fun in the water to twist up. Old house, women, flowers, intertwined and overlapping, revealing the magic of the screen. A lonely old man sitting quietly and shore fishing, enjoying the warm winter sun Nalv. Motionless I do not know how long, it seems that time has solidified, as if history has sat down today. Though, and today they will soon be history.
two sides, one slip with Langpeng of Long Street, the street a few tea business is booming, resting on the copper kettle on the tiger bench \heard outside the door. Year old man has on the party, there is catch the early break from city hawkers did finish, there are travelers looking for leisure walking hurriedly. Paoshang a Bowl of Tea, slanting against the latticed window, while on blind eyes, thick aroma of forced to, gently sipping on one, a Shu Shu brow. This money will be able to enjoy not to buy, the world's sorrow and worldly troubles at the moment has long evaporated. So, who needs? Man on the side of the tea snacks, a local produce Bazhen cake, a bit off casually, was deeply awed by the kind of incense that sweet, no artificial simplicity, crunchy texture loose and chewing in the mouth light and lingering Fei sad, mouth delicious. Different places to chat with patrons, Miss Lennon soft language, with great accuracy. Well Well, that through the old neighborhood for years, saying that to make 900 years of vicissitudes.
Xitang is a typical south of Yangtze River. When the expanse Ming, Qing Dynasty Daiwa, the Republic of China Langpeng, neat rows of petals, contiguous extension of the old house along the river away, a few stone or in wood piles embedded in the water, even the waterside estates would take to the water, elegant architecture, black and white, opt to set off in the water. Water is dark green, dark green too close to the emerald, and floating on the water can be twelve yellow leaves, the color with comfortable light. Pier crevice in the open and elegant flowers, crushing the petals sprinkled on the surface were numerous places, along the water vortex gently swing, subtle fragrance gradually released into the atmosphere go through. Leisurely flowing river, into every corner of Xitang, holding the quay in the hands of the old town, taking on the arms.
Xitang most floating wine charm is the narrow alleys, quartzite, winding cobblestone ground floor in which a layer of light thrown glaucoma, appears quiet and far-reaching, step on it a kind of heavy feeling of total . As if time back here, it is easy to breed head is full of poetry in the mood to a number. Evening, the sunset, in a crimson wash away the whole town, the beauty reveals a bleak old age and could not help my mind to an inexplicable melancholy, long time can not explain.
and night, into a quaint restaurant, curl floating wine, I do not know whether it is a hundred years ago this subtle fragrance filled with? To a bowl of rice farmers and slowly microphone with, feel thoroughly covered in crisp, smoked smoked on a square table and fell naturally think of some of the endless things. Such as in the past. For example now. Such as the future. Moonlight spilled through the window was a carved Fragmentation of silver, cold see everything out the window, the fire boat is very light, swaying gently with the water, a dark discharge Youde. Sounds of contented people.
Street a long list of lanterns in the cold as the night burning in the fire, give birth to a lot of warmth to my eyes the depths of guidelines to Yingyingchuochuo. Babble Yeah, a Shaoxing opera as well deep minor alley from wafting, tactfully, elegant,
red wing store, graceful. As water gently trickling over the sway of the moon light, the tender may not be guessing,
red wing motorcycle boots, not pondering. Who is the woman singing? People who listen to opera who is? Old Town is a place prone to the story, such as the lingering love. Then staged a love which dynasty? Interpretation of a tragedy or a drama? I wondered, but could not guess. Listen to the passers-stone percussion sounds, drifting away, leaving a cough, or the lane gave the dog barks the sound of deep, considered answer.