Appreciation of Misty Rain Jiangnan Prose 1
Your face is like misty rain, shrouding the small town, the long gravel road is shining oily, I seem to see you holding on Holding an oil-paper umbrella, you come here with lotus steps. The white house walls, black tile eaves, and your pure blue flower cloth float in the moist air, turning into a beautiful scenery. Like a light ink boat, it stretches far and long, but it always lingers.
When the fragrance of morning dew still lingered in the air, the birds on the eaves began to sing, and the old-fashioned gramophone also began to hum sensationally. The faint dust in the morning light also began to dance, and the eaves of the boats on the river began to shake. When I woke up, the river carried the dreams of Jiangnan people flowing into the distance; the evening in Jiangnan was beautiful: the sky was gradually changing purple, The three colors of yellow and blue are light and pure without any trace of color. The setting sun shines leisurely on the glazed tiles, on the banisters of the teahouse, on the wet moss, and on the dark green river water. It casts little golden light, making people's hearts feel warm ripples. At the junction of undulating mountains and rolling paddy fields, the short wooden house was blowing out wisps of smoke. The child after school ran home with the puppy waiting for him at the entrance of the village, leaving footprints and laughter along the way; the late night in Jiangnan was beautiful: it was so quiet that even the cicadas closed their mouths knowingly, leaving only the moon and stars in the sky. He blinked and looked at it, as if a song "Deep in the Night" was played. The paper lanterns hanging in front of the door are also lit all night long, as if they have returned to the era of "like fog, rain and wind". Only the reflections of the stone bridge and the black boat were left on the river, and the shadow of the moon was shattered one after another.
Jiangnan is made of water, and naturally the rain sceneries in Jiangnan are not the same as other places. In the rain, the deep and long alley, the blue stone road, the "tick-tick" eaves, the narrow stone arch bridge, the traditional but flavorful oil-paper umbrella, and the literati who "asked the sky for wine" in the teahouse are all It is also a very romantic thing to outline the shadow-like ink paintings and take a walk in the misty rain of Jiangnan where the air is filled with water vapor. Feel the agility of the mountains and the elegance of the water in the open countryside, smell the soil of Jiangnan that has been moistened by rain, listen to the unique rhythm of rain hitting banana trees in the south of the Yangtze River, and watch the rain rolling down the cheeks of the tall forest trees. The splashing pictures are deeply immersed in the emptiness of Jiangnan, the nostalgia of Jiangnan, the tranquility of Jiangnan, and the emerald green and dark gray after the rain in Jiangnan.
The land and water support the people. The mountains and rivers of Jiangnan have given me countless imagination and inspiration. The scenery of Jiangnan is also the background of all my growth photos. Just like a cup of fragrant tea, the fragrance is elegant and will be a vivid memory forever. Appreciation of Misty Rain Jiangnan Prose 2
I lay down late at night and listened to the sound of wind and rain, drops falling on the plantains. The mountains, rivers and pavilions in the south of the Yangtze River are all shrouded in mist and rain----Inscription
It rained lightly all night. It's daybreak and there's no intention of stopping. The sky is full of raindrops, like silver threads, connecting the sky and the earth. It is more like the tears of a lover who is about to part, lingering and resentful, telling the hard-to-leave love and hatred.
The scenery in Jiangnan in August, especially on clear nights after rain, is beautiful and charming. The deep blue sky is dotted with stars. A crescent moon, like a small boat, walking in the vast starry sky. Under the watery moonlight, the mountains in the distance are heavy and hazy. In the nearby grass, the grasshoppers were singing excitedly.
At this time, Jiangnan, after the hot summer, has lost its youthfulness and colorful clothes. After being nourished by the continuous autumn rain, like a young girl, she has grown into a plump and mature young woman. On the hillside, some of the green leaves have gradually turned golden. On the fruit branches, bright red and white flowers disappeared, replaced by abundant fruits.
In the field, the green and yellow rice ears are heavy and bend the waist of the rice stalks. On the ridge of the field, the white-haired old farmer looked at the crops that were about to be harvested, and the wrinkles on his dark face gradually relaxed. The rain at this time washed away the fatigue of the old farmer. The cool autumn wind dried the sweat on the old farmer's face.
In the small rivers in the south of the Yangtze River, after the autumn rain, the water is no longer turbid. So day by day, it becomes clearer, more gentle and beautiful. On the river, little wild ducks were chasing each other and playing in twos and threes. There is a small fishing boat lying under the bridge, and there are people fishing leisurely by the river. On the grassy beach on the river bank, two buffaloes were tied under a tree, gnawing grass carelessly. There is a white crane standing on the back of the cow, looking around, and three or four white cranes are walking leisurely and looking for food.
In the park in the early morning, under the glow of the morning glow, many middle-aged and elderly people are doing Tai Chi, some are doing fitness dance, and some are playing badminton. There was also a young couple taking photos in front of a large field of lavender. The small purple stamens, moistened by the continuous autumn rain, become more fragrant and charming.
At this time of autumn in Jiangnan, the climate is pleasant and the scenery is beautiful. Most suitable for people's leisure and sightseeing travel. In the wilderness, there are large lotus fields covered with green leaves. The lotus flowers are as big as the bowl, some are pink, some are white, pink and charming, and as white as jade. Competing for beauty. There are also plate-sized green lotus pods, not to be outdone, offering plump lotus seeds for visitors to taste. Peel a milky white lotus seed, put it in your mouth and chew it. It is crispy and raw, and your mouth is filled with fragrance and refreshing.
After several rains, the moon at night in Jiangnan gradually became rounder and brighter.
Osmanthus trees, some bloom with golden flowers, and some bloom with white flowers. In the cool autumn wind, the faint floral fragrance will become stronger and stronger as time goes by.
In fact, if you don’t want to run around hard in the wild. You can also find a seat by the window in an ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River, in a teahouse by a small river, sit quietly inside and enjoy the tea comfortably. Slowly appreciate the charm of misty Jiangnan. At this time, the willow trees were filled with smoke and the distant mountains were hazy. The drizzle is flying all over the sky, boundless, covering the earth. On the small bluestone pier by the river, there are three or two small awning boats tied at the foot of the big trees. There is also a small boat, carrying tourists, slowly drifting away with the sound of oars, disappearing in the mist and rain. The rain this time is soft and soft, falling on people's bodies, with just a little bit of coolness. It is not as violent as summer rain, nor is it as cold as winter rain. People held various umbrellas and walked lightly in the rain. At this time, a young couple was leaning against the stone railing on the riverbank. Under the pink flower umbrella, the girl's white skirt swayed in the breeze. This scene is definitely the most beautiful scenery in the misty rain in Jiangnan.
The misty rain in Jiangnan is as poetic as picturesque, as dreamlike as fantasy, as beautiful as a fairyland, and it is so beautiful. At this time, you quietly enjoy the charming scenery outside the window. Little do you know, people outside the window are also admiring you. In fact, you have become the person in the painting. The misty beauty of Jiangnan, the hazy beauty, the beautiful and charming beauty, the simple and elegant beauty... Her beauty, no matter how beautiful the language is, the poet can't praise it enough, and the painter can't describe it with the colorful pen! Only you can do it in person , be immersed in it and experience it with your heart. I firmly believe that when you come, you will never be able to let go of this deep attachment to Jiangnan in your heart... Appreciation of Misty Jiangnan Prose 3
I don’t know when I started to fall in love with Jiangnan. to Jiangnan. Maybe it’s because I like Dai Wangshu’s “Rain Alley”: “Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rain alley, I hope to meet a lilac-like girl with sorrow and resentment...” Regarding this I have always longed for the beautiful artistic conception; maybe it is because there is an article "Bridges in Hometown" in our textbook. When preparing for the lesson, I was attracted by the beautiful pictures of the Jiangnan water town, the cute little bridges, and the clear running water. , deeply fascinated by the rows of classical buildings. I told myself countless times: I must go to Jiangnan in this life to experience her elegance, appreciate her tranquility, get close to her elegance, and encounter her romance...
A few years ago , I finally got my wish and went to Wuzhen. Unfortunately, due to temporary changes, I said goodbye to Wuzhen in a hurry and never had the chance to go there again. However, the shadow of Wuzhen - a pillow town with small bridges and flowing water, white walls and black tiles, and long ancient charm, is deeply imprinted in my mind: the simple atmosphere of the water town, the gentleness and sentimentality of the ancient town, The beautiful dream in the rain alley and the hazy mist on the bridge were all engraved in my fleeting glance. I have always believed: I will come to Jiangnan Water Town again!
Sure enough, this summer, I once again had the opportunity to go to Jiangnan. This time I traveled with an old classmate, Jin Zi. At the first stop, I accompanied Jin Zi to the "Pearl of the Orient" that she had longed for. At the second stop, we came to Suzhou. Xinxin, a good friend who has lived in Suzhou for more than ten years, Responsible for being our "guide". That day, we made an appointment to go to the famous Humble Administrator's Garden in Suzhou. It was raining, so we walked into the garden with umbrellas and the crowd. The Humble Administrator's Garden in the rain is like a Jiangnan girl passing by with an umbrella, walking towards us with gentle steps and full of poetic and picturesque ancient charm.
I have admired the West Lake in Hangzhou more than once. If the beauty of West Lake in Hangzhou lies in its natural beauty, then the beauty of Suzhou’s gardens lies in its artificial nature. In a small world, according to local conditions, we build soil along the Fu, plant flowers and trees, and build pavilions. From this, diverse and beautiful pictures appear, thus achieving the realm of "getting the beauty of mountains and forests without leaving the city." This may be the unique charm of Suzhou gardens. Walking along the winding paths all paved with stones, I saw the splendor of the garden full of flowers and grass, the elegance of the green bamboos and fallen rocks, the harmony of the fish playing in the green waves and the richness of the flowers, and the beauty of the water. The classical hibiscus... The heavy rain one after another did not affect our interest in admiring the garden, because the antique Humble Administrator's Garden has made us deeply intoxicated.
After leaving the garden, our friend led us to Pingjiang Road. I have long heard that if you have not visited Pingjiang Road in Suzhou, you have never been to Suzhou; if you have not visited Pingjiang Road in Suzhou, you will never truly understand the taste of Suzhou. Strolling on Pingjiang Road in the rain, I heard my friend tell us in the sweetest voice: "Pingjiang Road is the oldest old street in Suzhou, with a total length of 1,606 meters. It is connected to the Humble Administrator's Garden in the north and the Twin Towers in the south. As early as the Southern Song Dynasty, Pingjiang Road was the main road of Suzhou City. During the Song and Yuan Dynasties, Suzhou City was also called Pingjiang City. There is a saying in Suzhou that Pingjiang Road came first and Suzhou City came after. , Pingjiang Road still retains its original layout. Pingjiang Road is the most flavorful street in Suzhou City. It has the most unique small shops and the most charming stone road here, and you can also taste the most delicious food here. Suzhou specialty snacks. ”
It turns out that Pingjiang Road is a street built along the river, and the river next to the street is called Pingjiang River. Walking along the street, you can see many small streets and alleys connected to Pingjiang Road. There are old-fashioned houses in the alleys, which give you the artistic conception of winding paths.
Driving on the road, rocking boats on the river, water and land running side by side, and adjacent rivers and streets, it has the characteristics of a very typical Jiangnan water town. Listening to my friend's introduction, the three of us walked on the stone road washed clean by the rain, holding beautiful flower umbrellas, crossing small bridges one after another, listening to Kunqu opera accompanied by the shouts of restaurants in the alleys. , try on cheongsam, buy Suzhou embroidery... We seem to have integrated into this beautiful city of Suzhou, as if we have become a beautiful Jiangnan woman like our friends, and we have long forgotten that we are just passing tourists.
At dinner time, we chose a famous snack bar and sat by the window, tasting Suzhou snacks, telling about the separation after high school, lamenting the passage of time, and savoring the joy of being together. Occasionally I look out the window, admiring the unique small bridges in the distance, the willow trees hanging down on the river, listening to the gurgling sound of the flowing water, and watching many boats passing through the dim lights... At this moment, my My heart is at peace as it has never been before. My heart, which has been struggling with trivial matters recently, is suddenly enlightened by relaxation, and my mind is at peace with joy. A small boat passed slowly in front of me. The boatman was rowing and singing fishing songs in a mellow voice. He was so happy and contented. There is a woman sitting on the bow of the boat, wearing a long white dress and a light blue umbrella. She is beautiful and elegant, looking ahead in the distance, holding her chin in thought. She may be quietly admiring the scenery, perhaps indulging in the beautiful past, perhaps listening to the singing of flowing water, or perhaps looking forward to a beautiful encounter... In a trance, it feels like I am that woman, already lost in this water town. Thousands of lights...
The next day, accompanied by our best friend Hui'er, we arrived at the last stop of our trip to the south of the Yangtze River - the ancient town of Xitang. Compared with several other water towns, the biggest feature of Xitang is that there are many bridges, lanes, and corridors. During this period, rivers shuttle through the town, and the sense of tranquility is really suitable for relaxing.
Walking around the scenic spot, I found that the most peculiar thing is the Misty Rain Corridor, which stretches nearly 1,000 meters along the river and provides shelter from the sun and rain. Opposite it is a long row of ancient houses, which are generally not very high. They exude vicissitudes of life in their tranquility, and interpret life in their simplicity. The old houses by the river are all hung with red lanterns. If the lights are brightly lit at night, red lanterns will also be lit up on every cruise ship. When you take a boat ride through the town, you can listen to the low hum of the flowing water and the paddles. The shallow singing of the oars will definitely feel like falling into a dream. Passing by the famous West Garden, the scenery in the garden is beautiful, and the lattice verandahs, pavilions, water pavilions, and rockery pavilions are all unique. The stone alleys in Xitang are deep and long, with winding paths that lead to secluded areas. When you reach the end, you will suddenly see the light. Touching the stone alley, you can feel its deep breathing, you can hear its profound narrative, and you can touch its deep soul. We came to the ancient Wangxian Bridge again, which witnessed the history of Xitang. The bridge and the green trees on both sides, the bridge and the quiet river, and the thick Jiangnan water town are so natural and complement each other. For thousands of years, Wangxian Bridge has been standing on the water of Xitang, quietly watching the people of Xitang working at sunrise and resting at sunset, enjoying themselves between heaven and earth...
Throughout the day, we either walked or took a ride Take a boat and wander in this ancient town with thousands of years of history and culture. The misty rain has washed away the beauty of the ancient town of Xitang, giving it tranquility, simplicity, leisure and gentleness... allowing Xitang to maintain a simple and true heart and maintain its original appearance after thousands of years. There is no commercial atmosphere in its simplicity, and there is no trace of impetuousness in its indifference. Xitang is like a light ink painting. People are in the painting, and the painting is in the human heart. Inadvertently, the heart becomes calm, the heart becomes drunk, and the heart is taken away. So I fell in love with Xitang... Sure enough, It's "the thousand-year-old town of ink painting, and the charm of Xitang is intoxicating!"
This trip to the south of the Yangtze River has finally fulfilled my dream of a water town for many years. Even if I never set foot there again in this life, I will have no regrets. With the sound of the whistle, the train started slowly, and I woke up from my dream! I said goodbye to my best friends, to the water town, and to Jiangnan. Of course, I also left my deep love and attachment to the water town in Jiangnan... because after all, this place does not belong to me, I belong to the Central Plains.
Just countless times, I will still return to the water town in my dreams, encountering the small bridges and flowing water, the pink walls and black tiles, the gentle ancient town, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River...