Vol 2 Chapter 124: Jiangnan
Chapter 124 Jiangnan
Three pairs of six people, except for Feng Yiping, the others are all out of the province for the first time. Except for Yu Lian, the others are all going well when they grow up like this. They are carefree and very excited along the way. .
One walkie-talkie was in Xiao Zhijie's and the others, one in Lian's hand, and Huang Jingping was holding one. The people in the two cars separated by several hundred meters kept talking non-stop, and there was no quiet time.
This meeting became a poem-sharing meeting. Everyone searched and memorized the poems about Jiangnan that they had learned before. Several girls seemed to have done their homework before, one after another. can not stop.
Yes, Jiangnan!
This is a term that sounds very poetic and picturesque. When most people mention her, they don’t refer to the concept of region, but are actually her literary images. These literary intentions are written in textbooks. Yes, some are written in novels, and some are shown in movies and TV shows.
When it comes to Jiangnan, everyone thinks of a scene: misty rain, a small river, a town hidden under green trees and red flowers is divided into two halves, along the banks of the river, a courtyard with blue tiles and white walls, a family One family, on the river, awning boats lightly rowed by with a rustling noise. In the windows of people along the river, there was a vague sound of words, or the melodious and fresh music of guzheng or dulcimer.
The boat skilfully passed a quaint stone arch bridge, and then passed under the flowers and trees in the backyard of the family. The flowers, the red dazzling, the leaves, and the green shining, the boat snaked forward along the river, where In the distance, there is a verdant hill, and there will be a tower on top of that hill, and under that tower. There is also an underground palace...
Wait, I also forgot a very important point. On the smooth stone roads of the small town, there must be a girl like lilac. She has the color of lilac and the fragrance of lilac. But there is no sorrow like a lilac, she also holds a paper umbrella, and greets the acquaintances on both sides in soft words. When she finds you an outsider staring at her, she smiles calmly and then lowers most tenderly. Head, quietly left without taking away a cloud, then. You may feel a little bit lilac-like sadness...
However, most people who go with this idea will be disappointed, such as those in the car, including the two drivers.
In fact, there are many scenic spots along this road, but too many choices are not good choices. Finally, it was unanimously decided not to look at these one. Go directly to the resort in their minds.
In the afternoon two days later, a group of people who were slightly tired, but still interested, finally sat down to drink tea by the West Lake. They had just been to Broken Bridge, Pinghu Qiuyue. After walking through Sudi, I watched the Moon in Three Pools, and watched the fish in Huagang. This will take a break.
The three girls sat for a while, and took photos with various concave shapes on one side. The three of them lay leisurely on the chairs, holding a cup of tea that is said to be Longjing, and looking at the painting boat on the lake not far away.
Xiao Zhijie pinched a piece of green tea filling and stuffed it into his mouth, "It's really good, it's a worthwhile trip."
Wang Changning was lying on the chair, blowing a breeze with water vapor, and holding a folding fan with a serious intention, "It's a well-deserved reputation, what do you think of Yiping?"
"I," to be honest, Feng Yiping also likes this kind of tour. Later, although he has been here many times, he only walked along the lake at most. He has not seen half of the so-called ten scenic spots of the West Lake.
When I came here, most of them were for work. Traveling actually depends on the state of mind. When there is something in my heart and burdens, or when I am still running for life, it seems difficult to calm down and take a look at my youth. Longing for the beauty.
When he finally had some foundation later, when he came back, he seemed to have lost that passion. He lived on the edge of the West Lake many times, and at most he looked out the window, preferring to stay in the hotel and watch TV and go to sleep online. , Too lazy to walk around.
The current state is very good. It can be said that there is money and leisure, and it is not to follow the tour group called tourism, which is actually shopping. It is also very pleasant to lie down by the West Lake for an afternoon.
However, this is not what he wants to say now, "I can see that it is very important to be born in a good place."
"What kind of moth came out again?" The girls came back. Zhang Qiuling sat next to Xiao Zhijie, took a piece of mozzarella from the plate on the table, took a bite, and probably felt the taste was ordinary, and stuffed it into Xiao Zhijie's mouth.
Huang Jingping took off her sunglasses, picked up a piece of peach cake, and asked Feng Yiping if she wanted it. Feng Yiping shook her head, "Why do you say that? Think about it, why is West Lake so famous? It's mainly because of so many cultural allusions related to it. .
Since the Han Dynasty, after the Central Plains Han people moved south, there have been too many historical celebrities here, leaving behind too many poems, legends, and stories of talented men and beautiful ladies. Look at these inscriptions. It is not the ancient emperor or the current leader. , Otherwise, based on its natural scenery alone, it will have such a big name, will it completely overshadow other lakes in the country?
So why are there so many people here? Of course it is because it was born in a good place. For example, our provincial capital is bigger than it, and there are not one or two lakes with better scenery than it. Why are they all unknown? It's not because of bad luck that I was not born in a good place! "
His remarks were also sent with feelings, but those young people who had no life experience and did not know the sadness could not understand. Although Huang Jingping agreed as usual, he really understood it, I am afraid it is only the one on the table next to it. Those two nodding drivers agreed.
"Cut, crooked reasoning!" Although Zhang Qiuling was upset, she couldn't find a reason to refute, she sneered, and picked up a piece of mung bean crisp, and finally took a bite of noodles, and the rest changed hands and stuffed it into Xiao Zhijie's mouth.
Xiao Zhijie is always happy, maybe thinking that this is equivalent to the nasty idea of indirect kissing. Of course, judging from the background that he dared to hold Zhang Qiuling's little hand when he was in the first year of the junior high school, it might be the case of kissing. They both started doing it when they were both studying in the county.
Xia Chong can't talk about it, forget it, what's the use of talking to them? "Go, go to the Fenghe of the Quyuan,"
To say that on the day they came, it was the right time to go to the Quyuan Fenghe. When they boarded the Yingxun Pavilion, several people were reading the poem "After all, in the middle of June in West Lake, the scenery is not the same as the four o'clock, and the lotus leaves are endless green. The lotus in the sun is differently red, "The poem, indeed, we write thousands of words, not as vivid as the twenty-eight words of the poet.
On the water ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Lian Ye Tian Tian, enchanting stalks, fresh breeze coming, lotus fragrance bursts, making people feel unspeakably comfortable, but Xiao Zhijie stayed for a while, and clamored to see Jingbeiting He has always been very interested in these emperors and generals.
It is said that Kangxi and Qianlong, the grandparents and grandchildren, can really be regarded as the propaganda ambassadors of Jiangnan. When they were in power, they went to Jiangnan many times and left a lot of anecdotes. Now there are many small shops, and they have to be with them. This has some origins, of course, this way, calligraphy is not even less.
However, Kangxi, the emperor of the ages, has written too many typos. The only two remaining scenic monuments, Huagang Guanyu, are a bit less, and the song "Fenghe" in the courtyard of Quyuan is another idiom. He doesn't care, just Suffering his grandson, all sorts of reasons for him.
They were interested in a tour group and listened to the tour guide’s explanation. He said why he wrote this song. The three girls were not interested in these. "Let’s go, my feet are sore, and my stomach I’m hungry, let’s find a place to eat, aren’t there so many arrangements in the afternoon?"
The arrangement in the afternoon was mainly shopping, such as silk. They said that they were too tired and hungry to walk, but when they said this, their eyes were clearly shining. Maybe in their eyes, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, there is no silk. Be attractive! (To be continued...)
