Give you a dream, let me do a Jiangnan prose.

Jiangnan has four seasons like spring, and mountains, waters and bridges can be painted everywhere. Full of water, beauty, mountains and rivers. Wu Peng boat, oil-paper umbrella and blue calico are all my feelings, your Jiangnan. The wind is light and the willows are soft, how many dreams are heavy, and all thoughts are opened. You are in my dream, watching, dreaming and lingering.

When the petals of apricot flowers and rain fall there, they will dream for a season, iron the flowers to be released, and store all their common feelings. The petals of raindrops tightly weave a beautiful dream. At this moment, the rain is soft and the wind is soft. It is like apricot blossom in spring, sometimes a little petal falls into the heart of early spring with a faint fragrance, moistening the grass and stretching the willow branches. Qingtian was overjoyed.

Summer rain is a girl's tears. Pearl-like fullness, like a bead curtain in front of the door. Who accidentally picked the line? At this moment, tears did not linger, but fell down. Whose heart is broken by crying, and the bitterness of a season is broken? Where are you? Did you hear her knocking helplessly on the window lattice, begging for your salvation, and tears poured down her eyes ... splashing a beautiful magnolia in front of the door. Sorrow gently rubbed Xia's face.

Who was awakened by the autumn rain? The rain is moderate, with a hint of coolness, as if constantly saying, dreamer, wake up? People on the road, if they don't go, why don't they go home? The road is gone.

The winter rain in the south of the Yangtze River is faint, subtle and reserved. She is a little gentle and naughty sometimes. When it's soft, it's like satin in the room, gently falling on the face, much like the touch when my mother left. It is not warm, but full of concern, and its feelings are in her heart.

The wind in the south of the Yangtze River is very light, like a virgin's footsteps, graceful and silent. When it comes, you can't hear footsteps, but when she passes you, you will smell a faint breath, maybe the wind. You can't hear the sound without listening carefully, so you need to feel its light and elegant figure quietly.

Drunk in love with Jiangnan water, like its aura, there are bridges everywhere in Jiangnan, go out to see the water. For thousands of years, the ancients called it a water town just because it is full of water, watery, sweet and long, clear and cool, with bridges in the water and water in the bridges. That year, I went to Zhouzhuang, surrounded by water, and the bridge reflected the water. Its water is not like that in the north, and the rivers cross, which is too domineering. The river in the south of the Yangtze River is winding constantly. Sometimes I think she must be the dancing skirt of the fairy in the sky, so it flows quietly.

Only when people came to the south of the Yangtze River did they know the tenderness of water, the lightness of wind and the flowing water of small bridges. The bridge is the easiest building to see. In ancient Jiangnan, there was a saying of "one hundred steps and one bridge". Water-ring house, rivers criss-cross, winding, connected by small bridges, lying with water, water reflects the bridge. Standing on the bridge, the scenery is full of heart, the bridge is lying lightly, looking inside the cave, Yang Liuyi is like a moon, feeling drunk, and the willows play with their long hair and exchange greetings.

Remember the green slate? There are you and me in the back alley of the green slate. In the midsummer of that year, when we met here, how many memories were left by the Su Causeway River, whose dreams were soft and fuzzy, how many feelings were covered, the scenery in our hearts was intoxicated, the white walls were covered with tiles and green willows, and the faint hazy artistic conception outlined the Jiangnan charm of ink painting.

Jiangnan is a place for talents and literati. How many talents have been trained in the four ancient academies in the south of the Yangtze River? Talented people and beautiful women take literature as their friends and talk about ancient and modern literature and ink. How many Jiangnan has been given? How many words did you write? Writing poems in Jiangnan is even more famous in the world and has been passed down through the ages. "Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaf Tian Tian. Fish hits the lotus leaf, fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south and fish hits the lotus leaf north. Looking for Jiangnan in the dream will always appear in the dream. Who led me into the Tangmen, who took me to the Song Dynasty, previewed Song Ci with a scroll of words, never mentioned Jiangnan, and wrote too many poems about Jiangnan. My favorite is this song: "I remember Jiangnan, Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is old." "When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. Can you not remember Jiangnan? " This river is as green as blue in spring. Who doesn't miss Jiangnan? Even my little girl has Jiangnan feelings. What's more, how can those literati be worthy of the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River?

The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is picturesque. "Thousands of miles of warblers sing green and reflect red, and Shuizhaishan fruit wine is the flag wind." Four hundred and eighty halls in southern dynasties, how many towers are misty and rainy. "Anyone who has been to Jiangnan knows that beauty in Jiangnan is beautiful, beauty is beautiful, spirit is water, and beauty is beautiful. It is the mountains, water and grass here that make it so elegant as a dream. Even a grass can be picturesque, even if it looks inconspicuous in the corner, as long as you look carefully, it is different and quiet.

Jiangnan woman, blowing bullets can break her skin, her hands are soft, her skin is milky white, more white and less Tai Su. I like the long hair of Jiangnan women. Everyone says that the Yangtze River nourishes the other side, and the water in the south of the Yangtze River nourishes the beauty of women in the south of the Yangtze River. Their long hair hangs leisurely and quietly, smooth and natural. Not dry or tangled. The most beautiful thing is to tie it into a bun, and the long hair swings into a full moon instantly, which is shiny and beautiful. When you wear cheongsam, your figure will come out and your waist will be ruined. Has a noble and reserved family background, an elegant, a little gentle, goddess-like temperament, far and near are intoxicating.

Jiangnan is a land of aura. "There is a moon on the side and frost and snow on the wrist" has been a gathering place for beautiful women since ancient times. In ancient times, there was the beauty of stone, followed by the beauty of Qinhuai. Liu is a talented woman I admire. She dares to love and hate, love her country and love her family. She is brave and resourceful. She is a rare talented woman. Now Jiangnan is also full of talented people. Jiang Yang is one of them. Her literary talent, her beauty, and her true love for only one person in her life are all legends. On the Internet, I also met a woman whose name I forgot. I only know that she is proficient in calligraphy and painting, and her poems and essays are very attractive. I didn't expect that she was from Suzhou and Hangzhou. I think Jiangnan is so excellent that so many talented people will be born.

Jiangnan women are chaste and pure. They deserve to be alone all their lives. Even girls in ordinary families dare to love and hate. They have a crush on one person and hold hands for life. They don't play poker games, don't like games, have good conduct and teach their children. If they are big families, they are knowledgeable, modest and kind. What does she know about love? Love is to be single-minded, single-minded, and split the world before you dare to break with you.

Jiangnan people are hardworking and kind. They are exquisite and delicious. I remember clearly that in Dongpo Meat, Su Dongpo was an official in Hangzhou, dredging the West Lake and building dikes to irrigate the fields for the benefit of the people. On holidays, the people sent wine and meat, so he ordered his family to burn them and give them to the people. Since then, people have thanked Su Dongpo. This dish is named after him. "If Yangcheng Lake crabs are not good, why should we live in Suzhou?" When Jin Ju opened, Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs were the most beautiful, with clear water and no mud, green back, yellow hair, golden claws, white belly and fresh crab yellow. When Qiu Lai chrysanthemum crabs are fat, friends gather in front of the porch, and crabs sing poems for the moon and enjoy the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. Jiangnan beauty, food, once had a full meal, lifelong regret.

Sprinkle a pot on the bow, roll a book on the stern, fish purple mandarin fish and spin white lotus root. There are two kinds of covered boats, one is Siming tile, the other is rowing with feet, which is the main means of transportation in water towns. If you are free, invite some friends, rent an awning boat and go to the lake to see the scenery. When you are bored on the boat, you can turn on the walkman and slow down the music. Even if you are a little sleepy, you can rest on the railing for a while. You are sleepy, the breeze blows through you, and the fish and shrimp are excited to ferry for you. Have tea at will in the afternoon and bring your own tea set. At this time, you don't have to taste it carefully like in a teahouse. At this time, you can have fun, enjoy tea, enjoy the lake, see the lotus pond ten miles away, see the glistening tiles nearby, and chat with friends. How beautiful!

Remember that chintz? When my aunt got married that year, my grandmother made two sets of red printed clothes for my aunt. My aunt is very handsome and her eyes are similar to your handwriting. She is not the most beautiful, but her face will be painted with fine powder and rouge will be too red. She is the kind with white skin and light powder. When she walks through the New Year, she always looks at it again. My aunt got married in clothes made by her grandmother, and the clothes really fit her. From then on, I remembered the girl who printed clothes, and I couldn't help thinking of Jiangnan. Although I am not a Jiangnan woman, printed shirts have been with me since I was a child.

Washing clothes and playing with water by the river, willows swaying on the shore. I don't know that people say that Jiangnan lives like this, but in my childhood memory, every summer, the women in the village came to the river to wash clothes with a basin of clothes, talking and laughing. They put something on their clothes with sticks (they didn't know it was called Gleditsia sinensis until they grew up), and then they kept beating. At this time, you will hear the sound of water, sticks, laughter and sounds, which will fill the whole sky. But I don't pay much attention to these things. I like to sit by the willow river with some friends, so that my calves and feet are just flooded and my feet swing back and forth in the water. Several children see who is making beautiful waves and who is the beautiful princess.

I came to Jiangnan again and saw mountains and water, but I didn't see it. Do you remember that? You said to me, "Ling, you are more like a Jiangnan woman than a Jiangnan woman. You are delicate, plump and thin, with long hair fluttering like a waterfall and delicate skin like water. You will always remember your life. Your beauty is not stained with dust. If you wear a cheongsam and walk lightly in an alley in the south of the Yangtze River with an oiled paper umbrella, you must be a lilac girl in your dream, beautiful and elegant ... "

The wind drifted in the middle of the night, independent of the window, and a mountain and a water appeared in my dream. At this moment, I am painting the scenery in my heart, the ideal Jiangnan. Shili lotus pond, arch bridge pillow water, dahe powder wall, winding path and secluded alley, beautiful images linger, attracting Haitang to disperse a wisp of heart, fragrant all the year round, and pleasing the body and mind.