I used to live by the Grand Canal.
I often walk along the Grand Canal.
The water of the Grand Canal flows quietly.
The banks of the Grand Canal have quietly changed.
The changing Grand Canal cannot forget the past.
There is a poor ridge beside the Grand Canal.
The banks of the barren ridge are covered with gray sand.
People along the Universiade River are also hardworking.
No matter how hard you try, you can't get out of the cycle of poverty.
The low hut bent its back.
The hunchbacked old man swallowed bitterness and bitterness.
Now the Grand Canal has suddenly changed.
The changed Grand Canal is full of songs and dances.
Everyone's face is full of smiles.
The two sides of the Taiwan Strait are full of smiles.
The golden bridge spans the river.
These towers are set against the blue sky.
Wherever we go, the scenery sets each other off.
The cruise ship was full of laughter.
Rows of stilts brushed gently across the water.
The flowers are smiling.
Birds are playing.
There is a fragrant smell floating on the lawn.
Crowds of tourists come and go.
Couples exchange hearts.
Sing along with the crowd.
Old people are getting younger and younger.
If you are a wanderer.
I can't believe all this.
Maybe this is a dream.
Are there really immortals in northern Jiangsu?
It is the wind of reform that blows all over the earth.
The ancient northern Jiangsu has just ushered in spring.
The Grand Canal is a window in northern Jiangsu.
So I am attached to the Grand Canal!