Original poem:
Phoenix Phoenix Tour, people from the embankment to the river. When laughing, it spread to the girl of Huansha, and the light waves frequently carried Mulan boat. The clothes lead the stone lane as blue as dye, and the light reflects the eaves as light as floating. Looking at the mangroves on the cliff, a cloud flew to the top of the mountain.
Original: Small Town Phoenix
Author: Zhang Yun
"When laughing, the girl plays the yarn, and the light waves frequently carry Mulan boat. The clothes lead the stone lane as blue as dye, and the light reflects the eaves as light as floating. " The corners of my mouth repeatedly murmured a passage in the book, and in this way, I dreamed for the small town of Phoenix.
The swaying posture of bamboos all over the mountain has cast a mysterious veil over the cage of the small town, shielding her tranquility. Flying bamboo leaves cover the ground for fear of leaving a footprint for people to find her. This caution is only to protect the deep family. Brightly lit diaojiao buildings stand on both sides of the Tuojiang River. Looking around, it looks like a shawl draped over the Tuojiang River, and it doesn't know the end with her entanglement. A boat suddenly appeared on the water, and the moving waves conveyed the signal that the fishermen went home early. The creaking of the paddle woke up the sleeping wife, and a yellow kerosene lamp met the boat on the shore. The moonlight is bright and the water is like a screen, showing the harvest of the fishermen's couple. While defibering the fishermen, his wife complained about why the fishermen came back so late. At the moment, the town is so quiet.