Swans in the Shui Cheng
Wind dancer, May 9, 2004
Came to the city-----Venice, Apennine Sun is warm, the people lazy, a sweeping train overcrowding and noise.
It is this city, Amsterdam, Zhouzhuang have to Crown her name.
Blue sky and white clouds, rendered in the eyes of the Dome Church, turquoise water. 小妖 bright ran onto the bridge, and arms for flying, as is the air flew by seagulls.The city's land is very narrow, from time to time to see some mask shops, mask shape strange, Lady and the monster, Samurai, the Holy Spirit, the presenters was nice.
小妖 amusement, a brain and into the mask shops, wearing this wear that, one will be posing as a witch, dressed ladies kept badgering me to give her shoot close-ups, can't stand, a shop at the side of the sitting, etc.Waterway, road crossing, the largest is the sea, in the city is estimated at roughly direction free free walked, winds turn, sea appeared in front of you, occasionally the boat after the little waves, gently patting the shore.
That is, in fact, is a residential building room seating, and high 10 cm, the water ran out the door. See the sign in front of the House, carefully read, perhaps, is the former residence of Marco Polo.Between sea and land, is a string of small, simple, chic.
Unconsciously, the Rial Thomas Bridge, crowded here and the other is a spectacle. Look at the moment, it is hungry for the restaurant, then into a home that point two Italy seafood, taste is unique, but unfortunately the dishes, content, very shrewd businessmen in Venice, has inherited the tradition of their fathers.So sit under the bridge on the boat just Dora the Explorer, but also lazy classified ad--people is the ancestral stem.
The boatmen tall handsome, Xu is only take us very worthwhile, the sea, very is hard, but also singing performing. Suddenly he took ship shake up the beach I grew up, of course, does not seem to sway, 小妖 was called up, his hands tightly broke at the sides. I said don't be afraid if it fell into the water, the hero to save us is my favorite. 小妖 grunted: I want this sailor boy rescued me.Very rigid, Dora the Explorer is exquisite, the tip of the hull and shiny bow.
Small boats in the Shui lane road, MOSS slowly climbed the wall, every balcony has some unknown flowers, occasionally pigeons flapping wings, reach out to, strumming with water, sea green, close your eyes, only hear the sound.San Marco square, bustling, majestic Cathedral, towering minaret, took violin artist, chasing the pigeons of Urchin, heard that Napoleon likes this Plaza, unfortunately he can't go.
Walking, it's getting dark.Sit on the shore of stone, it is quiet, the other side of the crest.
There are ferry boats from time to time through, occasionally there was a sound the whistle. The air has a slight taste of salt, the lights from behind the building through out, reflecting in the water, more like a painting.Remembered that Shaoxing flying drizzle from drunken xianheng hotel in drinking out of the juvenile, think of the term of the sunset from the youth of Zhouzhuang out, or the youth towards 小妖, naughty winking the eye: want to have to sit down until it through?
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