Wuzhen, a modern poem that you don't want to leave when you come.

one

From east to west

The distance of an old street

Experienced six thousand years of wind and rain.

Those long and short alleys

Like a flute.

Playing Jiangnan, pregnant with wuyue

Turn around and get the oiled paper umbrella.

Look back at a little matchmaker

Let how many literati teenagers linger?

I stood by the stone fence of the bridge.

Watch the cruise ship in Wu Peng.

I want to change a space.

No more haste.

No more trials and hardships

two

I am a knight with a bronze sword on my back.

Shawl bow Raymond

Red lanterns on both sides of the canal

Floating out of Du Shiniang's sadness.

I really want to get on the boat and save America.

Defend this obsession. Love.

Wuzhen is not black, but a blue and white headscarf.

This is a Millennium water town.

I'm sitting on the ferry in front.

Soak a pot of Chrysanthemum morifolium and taste the moist Jiangnan.

three

Venice in the East

Raise the bridge and drink to the world.

Drunk east and west

This town is famous for Mao Dun.

From Spring Silkworm to Linjiabao

A thin pen wrote down all the vicissitudes.

I was ambivalent in Mao Dun's yard.

Away from the noise of the world

Join the WTO or be born

Sitting in this ancient dream

I want to use Alipay

Go and buy an old street

four

Standing on the shoulders of Jiangnan

Shout out "Wuzhen"

Wuzhen is coming, passing through Dongzha and Tashi.

Abdomen from Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai

Misty rain from Taihu Lake

You are wearing a cheongsam, and a pair of ink paintings makes you dizzy.

I know you are an affectionate woman.

Let me do it. I don't want to leave.

I want to come back when I leave, so that I can stay forever.

I carry the promise of my life.

Climbing mountains and wading to see you

It is to complete a long-term lovesickness.

Yangchun goes to Jiangnan in March.

Good. I don't want to leave.

Because there is tenderness everywhere.

Ritual like a dream is not in the poem.

This is not in my imagination.

But in your charming arms