在胜芳,每一滴水都是有灵性的。澄澈,任性,像顽皮的孩子,撩拨着我。亲近,无需理由。胜芳的水,和戏水的人是一体的。当涉水而行的脚丫,准确踩到一片沙滩,那些无法消隐的兴奋,将直抵一颗心的柔软。渔猎的小船,刺痛捕捞的光阴。浪花里的故事,曲折,蜿蜒,并插叙收获的沉甸。水悠悠,从大清河到海河的脉管里,化作一个个淡雅的春天。这碧水环绕的日子,这波光潋滟的古镇。这临水而立的建筑群,这波光中的倒影,这鱼儿腾飞的翅膀。 In Shengfang, every drop of water is spiritual. Clear, wayward, like naughty child, tease me. Close, without reason. Shengfang water, and people who play in water is one. When wading foot, accurately stepped on a sandy beach, those who can not blanking the excitement, will reach a soft heart. Hunting fishing boats, sting fishing time. The story of the waves, twists and turns, meandering, and interspersed Syria harvested harvest. Long water, from the river to the Hai River River, into one by one elegant spring. This clear water surrounded the days of this wicked town. This waterfront buildings, the waves of the reflection, the fish take off the wings.