一苏州,一个温婉淑雅的城市,软糯细声的吴语,数以千计的精巧园林,丝滑柔软的丝绸,巧夺天工的苏绣,晨钟暮鼓的城外寺庙……姑苏,苏州,一个名字就携着南方气息的城市。“兴亡千古繁华梦,诗眼倦天涯。孔林乔木,吴宫蔓草,楚庙寒鸦。数间茅舍,藏书万卷,投老村家。山中何事,松花酿酒,泉水煎茶。”你知道吗,我曾在梦中来过苏州。梦里,我独自一个人从曙光初绽坐到漫天晚霞,我曾倚窗而读,松花酿酒,泉水煎茶;我曾流憩在抄 A Suzhou, a gentle and mellow city, soft glutinous Wu language, thousands of delicate gardens, silky soft silk, the best of Suzhou embroidery, morning bell Twilight outside the temple ... Suzhou, Suzhou, a name to bring South breath city. “The rise and fall of the ancient and prosperous dream, poetic eyes tired End of the World .Gonglin tree, Wu palace creeper, Chu temple jackdaw .A few hut, books volumes, cast old village .What is the mountain, Songhua brewing, spring tea.” Do you know, I’ve been to Suzhou in a dream. Dream, I am alone from the dawn of light to sit in the sky, I had to rely on the window to read, Songhua brewing, spring water Jianchao; I had a rest in the copy