Jiangnan love
March Jiangnan
Beautiful spring scenery
Who taps on the screen window in a dream?
Shili guoke pavilion
Yanlouyu lane
What a charming disappointment.
Lonely and noisy
Lonely and fragrant
Who is playing sad in the empty corner?
Complain about the flute bursts
Sadness inadvertently immersed in the wind
In a blue mood
The sadness that has affected loneliness for thousands of years.
The tenderness and fragrance of lilacs.
Miss tears and light
Love has no intention of bouncing off the dusty beauty.
Meet you in this foggy rainy season
I have a little bit of your rhinoceros in my heart
But why can we only hesitate in silence?
Lose the loss in your dreams and erase the indulgence in your heart.
Regain the memory of past lives in the stranded wind
In this inseparable breeze and drizzle-
Oh, Jiangnan
Jiangnan in ancient poetry
Let people stop thinking about it.
Jiangnan in reality
There is a close-up elegance.
the love of town
Enjoy romance
How much will set off inner waves.
1 vigorously
Want to write poetry
In the course of history
stagnant
Jiangnan is in this ancient town.
There is a deep feeling in the soul.
The profoundness of China culture.
Pregnant with this quietly flowing water.
How elegant
How peaceful.
Review the changes of life
Vague beauty
Carrying a rich imagination.
An ancient and beautiful book
By the south of the Yangtze River
How many soft, graceful and beautiful things are there to read?
It's Yan Ruyu's infatuation.
Still like a lotus in bud
With good memories.
This clear water is green.
Form an interesting/pleasant contrast
Be fascinated by a charm.
Looking for elegant beauty.
a brief survey
Pure beauty of impulse
Collision with ...
The brilliance of youth
Soft state of XX
On her beautiful face
Another problem
Let people miss, miss
Su Jiangnan
I have no purpose in life.
In a make-do world
Form one's own life
Appearance in dust
Always open and smile at others.
Can I do free travel?
Walking through the villages and alleys of the earth
Appreciate the moon and the bridge.
Listen to the flute and flute in spring.
Recall the beautiful shadow of being drunk.
It's the Jiangnan Iraqis in my dream.
June in Sanqiu
The most beautiful osmanthus lotus
Looking forward to Iraqis with deep affection.
After this rain, the rainbow in the south of the Yangtze River
Shake a warm-hearted dream
It is the most fragrant place in memory.
That kind of beauty
Is so thrilling.
Oh! What should I say?
In this picture of Jiangnan,
How many beautiful faces are carved on the collection?
That touching story
Maybe forever.
Can't live without this world.
Shuttle between lakes and mountains
There is a kind of warmth.
There is a kind of grace.
……
Jiangnan Xiaolou listens to the night rain.
A drizzly spring night
Quiet Jiangnan alley
Brother sheng is vaguely
Like a wisp of smoke
In the dim water town
Drifting—
An idea that is hard to hide.
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Standing on the arch bridge in March
Listen to the quiet sound of pulp-
Slowly across your eyes
Moon window covered by bamboo fence
Fill in the blanks-
A tinkling ring. Beautiful image
On your head.
One dragonfly is grounded.
Just like the rain in Mao Mao.
Shake mulberry bud.
I deeply understand—
The mood of leaning against the window and counting flowers
Plum tree in front of the courtyard
There are clear footsteps.
Here comes the money.
Early summer in Reunion
Became a lifelong desire
You, when you open the porch window,
When the smog in Cui Li disappears, there will be songbirds singing.
Plum rain dripped into the lotus pond.
Memories are intertwined one after another.
There will always be a shallow image.
I
Come along the Grand Canal where the ice drifts.
Looking for-
Stop by your side at night.
Don't want sadness to disturb the rainy night.
Familiar breathing
You can call back—
Intimate years
I hope the rain will stop tomorrow.
Qingshi Lane in Early Spring
I want to hear it again—
Selling flowers sounds like apricots.
Extended content:
1, Jiangnan
Han Anonymous
Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf.
Fish hits the lotus leaf, fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west,
Fish hit the south of the lotus leaf, fish hit the north of the lotus leaf.
2. Gift for Ye Fan
Lu Kai in the Southern and Northern Dynasties
The postman who came to meet the north broke the plum blossom and gave it to his friend in the mountains.
Jiangnan has nothing to do, and it's a spring chat.
3. Bodhisattva level people
Tangweizhuang
Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists should stay in Jiangnan until they are old. Spring water is brighter than the sky. Listen to the original.
Women who sleep in the rain and sell wine in Jiangnan restaurant are very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow. Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.
4. Jiangnan District
Liu Yun in the Southern and Northern Dynasties
Tingzhou picks white apples, and Jiangnan is in the sunset.
Dongting has returned home, and Xiaoxiang has met an old friend.
Why don't old friends return? Spring flowers are too late to recover.
You don't know anything new, but you teach by example.
5. "Yang Qu"
Tang Huixiu in Southern and Northern Dynasties
Full of love, the wind is full of thoughts.
Cover your tears and pay attention, fold the orchids and stay.
Jiangnan lovesickness leads, and many sighs don't make any noise.
The yellow crane walks northwest, and thousands of miles lead my heart.
Grass grows under the deep embankment and clouds enter the high city.
In spring, people are thinking, and thinking is always king.
6. Early spring in Nanhu Lake
Tang Bai Juyi
The clouds have gone, the wind and rain have stopped, the weather is just right, and the sun shines on the lake to form a reflection, which has a warm feeling.
Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.
The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff.
It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased.
7. The dream of spring
Don Cen Can
Last night, the spring breeze walked into the deep bedroom, letting people know that it was spring and thinking of people far away from Xiangjiang River.
I fell asleep unconsciously, and in just a few moments in my dream, I have traveled thousands of miles to the south.