My earliest impression of Suzhou is that when I was a teenager, I signed up for correspondence because I loved writing. That place is Suzhou. My teacher's surname is Li. I haven't seen him, and I get a letter from him every week. Natural and unrestrained vigorous handwriting sprinkled on white stationery, don't have a breath. Is it the smell of Suzhou? So charming and so amiable!
The girl next door came back from Suzhou and said to me, Suzhou is so beautiful ... She played a long tune and remembered Suzhou. She told me that the biscuit shop on Pingjiang Road in Suzhou lined up all day long, the thin alleys in Suzhou were long and narrow, the lotus leaves in Suzhou Humble Administrator's Garden were squeezed, and the bamboo was fresh and elegant ... I was fascinated, looking at her snow-white neck and wearing colorful silk scarves, rippling a wisp of amorous feelings that I wanted to rest. In the winding, I seem to see Suzhou, and I see the graceful exquisiteness of Suzhou women.
I really like reading a series of essays by Xue Xiaochan in Suzhou. I think only those who love Suzhou so much can write such wonderful words. Only such a punch line can be worthy of Suzhou's gentle gesture. Show me the old houses in those photos and tell me about Suzhou. Suzhou, how gorgeous are you? What kind of beauty is there? Oh, Suzhou, you must not be a gorgeous woman, you are just my simple but elegant close friend, waiting for me, waiting for me to see you, find you and dream about you!
When I was watching TV that day, I accidentally tuned the channel and pure and refined music jumped out. It turned out to be a Suzhou Pingtan, like a woman dressed in exquisite grace, smiling and whispering by the bridge. "Jun to gusu, the somebody else do pillow river. Ancient palaces had little idle land and many small bridges in water lanes. The night market is full of water chestnuts, and the boats in the river are full of exquisite silk. I know I haven't slept for a month. I am homesick and miss fishing songs. " I think, maybe in a previous life, I was the Gusu woman lying by the river. In the long alley, thin rain is falling, and years have shed a lot of dust, but my eyes are still clear. Or maybe, I walk in the garden, follow the footsteps of the wind and pursue my dream lover.
I looked up Suzhou on Baidu. Like Jingzhou, it has a humid subtropical monsoon climate. Also, drink the Yangtze River water together! Suzhou Wunong soft language has a leisurely fragrance and an ancient taste. Old man, how happy it is to appear in a city! I'm tired of those stereotyped modern buildings, like a sharp knife going straight into the sky. And that kind of glazed tile, in the light and shadow of the old days, in the sun, is like satin, like peach blossom. How can it be a peach blossom? What beautiful and gorgeous flowers! I know that the city flower of Suzhou is osmanthus fragrans. How peaceful osmanthus is, lying in August, quietly, fragrant all over the city. But in my heart, Suzhou is a peach blossom. Miri, Malaysia, who fell into the world, was charming and pretty. In the sound of pingtan circulation, there is more lingering and more faint.
"Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rings at midnight to the passenger ship." Looking at such a poem with a long artistic conception, how can I not miss the streets and alleys of Suzhou for thousands of years? The kind and serene Buddha in Hanshan Temple, do you still remember the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty? Do you know the loneliness today? Those hanging winds, blowing and blowing, wet my eyes, looking at Suzhou, old youth, how can I pursue swaying dance steps? Suzhou, I am so close and so far away from you!
I went to the railway station that day to see: Jingzhou-Suzhou, running time, 7 hours and 5 minutes. I said silently in my heart, not far away. I've only been on the bullet train for a few hours. Suzhou, you are waiting for me. When I pack my bags and run to you, I am reduced to your delicate feelings and warm arms.
Suzhou, what is your spring like? As I am here, quietly passed away in a trance? The sun just flashed. Suzhou, I seem to see you, and your warm touch blooms in the peach blossom smile. Suzhou, I think, I will walk in your ancient alley on a spring morning with a faint mood and a faint smile. Yes, it must be an alley. It's raining in Mao Mao and the wind is blowing slightly. Magnolia trees full of flowers are taller than walls. Banana tree, do you still remember the note written to friends in the north in the humid air on a rainy night? I walked slowly, watching and imagining all the way, as if I had met someone I knew in my dream!
A few days ago, browsing Tencent News, Su Xiu Qipao appeared in Suzhou. On the drizzly Pingjiang Road, women in various cheongsam rolled in. Oriental women imply beauty in their smiles and show off beauty! The girl with an umbrella, with rain, trees and faint fragrance, decorated the ancient style of Suzhou with flowers! Residents of the old city, in the time of powder tiles, in the old chairs scattered with rattan skins, in the alleys of bask in the quilt where clothes are being dried, listen to pingtan with half-squinting eyes, and the tea is fragrant and immersed in quiet happiness! I seem to see: mottled ripples of time.
Suzhou, how long have you been wandering in my heart? I don't need to remember, and I have never forgotten!
Tonight, Suzhou, you are in my dream, with your clean face facing me; Tonight, Suzhou, you are in my heart, like a bright moon, lingering with me. ...