Chapter 313 Jiangnan

Chapter 124 Jiangnan

Three pairs of six people, except for Feng Yiping, the others are going out of the province for the first time, except for Yu Lian, the others, they grow up so big, everything is going well, they are very carefree, very excited along the way .

One of the walkie-talkies was with Xiao Zhijie and the others, the other was in Lian's hand, and Huang Jingping was holding one. Several people in the two cars separated by hundreds of meters kept talking non-stop, and there was no quiet moment.

This time, it became a poetry sharing meeting. Everyone searched their brains and recited the poems about Jiangnan that they had learned before. The girls seemed to have done their homework before, one after another. can not stop.

Yes, Jiangnan!

This is a word that sounds very poetic. When most people mention her, they don’t mean the concept of region. They are actually talking about her literary imagery. These literary intentions are written in textbooks. Yes, some are written in novels, and some are shown in film and television dramas.

When mentioning Jiangnan, everyone will think of such a specific scene: Misty and rainy, a small river divides a town hidden under green trees and red flowers into two halves, along the banks of the river, there are courtyards with blue tiles and white walls. One family, on the river, the black-covered boats paddled gently with a rattling sound, and in the windows of the houses along the river, there was a faint sound of playing lyrics, or the melodious and fresh music of guzheng or dulcimer floating out.

The boat has just passed a quaint stone arch bridge skillfully, and passed under the flower tree in the backyard of a family. The flowers are dazzling red, and the leaves are also shining green. The boat winds forward along the small river, where In the distance, there is a green hill, on the top of the hill there will be a pagoda, under the pagoda, there is an underground palace...

Wait, I forgot the very important point. On the smooth stone road in the streets of the town, there must be a girl like a lilac. She has the color and fragrance of a lilac, but does not have the sadness like a lilac She is also holding an oiled paper umbrella, and greets the acquaintances on both sides in soft words. When she finds you, an outsider, staring at her, she will smile calmly, then bow her head most gently, and walk away quietly. Take away a piece of cloud, and then you may feel a little clove-like sorrow...  

However, people who go with such thoughts will probably be disappointed, such as those in the car, including the two drivers.

In fact, there are many scenic spots along the way, but there are too many choices, and it is not easy to choose. In the end, they unanimously decided not to look at any of these, and go directly to the resort in their minds.

Two days later in the afternoon, a group of people who were a bit tired but still interested finally sat down to drink tea by the West Lake. Will take a break.

The three girls sat for a while, and took pictures of various concave shapes on one side, while the three of them lay leisurely on the chairs, holding a cup of tea that was said to be Longjing, and looked at the painting boat on the lake not far away.

Xiao Zhijie squeezed a piece of refreshment stuffed with green tea and stuffed it into his mouth, "It's really good, it's a worthwhile trip."

Wang Changning was lying on the chair, blowing the steamy breeze, and fanning himself with a folding fan, "It's a well-deserved reputation, what do you think of Yiping?"

"Me," to be honest, Feng Yiping also likes this kind of travel. Although he has been here many times, he only walked along the lake at most. He has never seen half of the so-called ten scenic spots of West Lake.

At that time, most of them came here for work, and travel actually depends on the state of mind. When you have something to worry about, or when you are still busy with your life, it seems difficult to calm down and look at these young people. Longing for the beauty.

When he finally got some foundation, when he came back again, he seemed to have lost that enthusiasm. Many times, he lived by the West Lake, and at most he just looked out of the window, preferring to stay in the hotel and watch TV and go online to sleep. , I am too lazy to go out for a walk.

The current state is very good. It can be said that I have money and leisure, and I am not following those tour groups that are called tourism but are actually shopping. It is also very pleasant to just lie by the West Lake for an afternoon.

However, what he wants to say now is not these, "I can see that it is very important to be born in a good place."

"What's wrong with it?" The girls came back, Zhang Qiuling sat next to Xiao Zhijie, picked up a piece of crispy candy from the plate on the table, took a bite, thought the taste was average, and stuffed it into Xiao Zhijie's mouth.

Huang Jingping took off her sunglasses, picked up a small peach cake, and asked Feng Yiping if she wanted it. Feng Yiping shook his head, "Why do you say that? Think about it, why is West Lake so famous? It's mainly because of so many cultural allusions related to it. .

Since the Han Dynasty, after the Han nationality in the Central Plains moved south, too many historical celebrities have come here, leaving too many poems, legends, and stories of gifted scholars and beautiful ladies. Look at these inscriptions, either the ancient emperors or the current leaders Otherwise, based on its natural scenery alone, will it have such a big name, completely overshadowing other lakes in China?

Then why so many people come? Of course, it is because it was born in a good place. For example, our provincial capital is bigger than it, and there are not one or two lakes with better scenery than it. Why are they all unknown? It's not because of bad luck, not born in a good place! "

His words were also sent out of emotion, but those teenagers who didn't have much life experience and didn't know how to feel sad couldn't understand. Although Huang Jingping echoed as usual, she really understood, I'm afraid only the person on the next table The two drivers who nodded in agreement.

"Cut, nonsense!" Although Zhang Qiuling was upset, she couldn't find a reason to refute, so she sneered, picked up another piece of mung bean cake, and ended up biting a piece of powder, and then handed over the rest and stuffed it into Xiao Zhijie's mouth.

Xiao Zhijie never tires of it, maybe he is thinking about the dirty idea that this is equivalent to indirect kissing. Of course, judging from his previous record of daring to hold Zhang Qiuling's little hand when he was in the first grade of junior high school, the kissing thing may have happened at the beginning. They both started doing it when they were both studying in the county.

Xia Chong is speechless, forget it, what's the use of talking to them? "Let's go to Quyuan Fenghe,"

Speaking of the day they came, it was the right time to go to Fenghe in Quyuan, and when they climbed to Yingxun Pavilion, several people were chanting the song "After all, in the middle of June in the West Lake, the scenery is not the same as that of the four seasons, and the lotus leaves are boundless in the sky. The lotus flowers in Yingri are so red," the poem, indeed, we write thousands of words, which is not as expressive as the poet's twenty-eight words.

On the surface of the water, the fields of lotus leaves, the enchanting mangosteen, the gentle breeze, and the fragrance of lotus, make people feel indescribably comfortable. However, Xiao Zhijie stayed for a while, and then clamored to see the Kangxi Yubi in Jingbei Pavilion. I am very interested in these emperors and generals.

It is said that Kangxi and Qianlong, the grandparents and grandchildren, can really be rated as the propaganda ambassadors of Jiangnan. When they were in power, they went to Jiangnan many times and left many anecdotes. There are some origins involved, of course, calligraphy is indispensable along the way.

However, Kangxi, the emperor of the ages, wrote too many typos. There are only two remaining monuments, and the Huagang Viewing Fish is a little less. The Quyuan Fenghe is another typo. He suffered for his grandson, and tried to find reasons for him.

They were very interested in a tour group, listening to the tour guide's explanation, and listening to him explain why he wrote this song. The three girls had no interest in these, "Let's go, your feet are sore, and your stomach is sick." I'm hungry, let's find a place to eat, don't we have so many plans in the afternoon?"

The afternoon arrangement is mainly shopping, such as silk. They said that they were too tired and hungry to walk, but when they said this, their eyes were shining brightly. Maybe in their eyes, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, there is no silk. Be attractive!