繁华了一季的窗棂,开启了内心的旅程;缱绻了一夜的书卷,携带了万物自知的感触。脚踏青石小路,看旖旎风光,听啁啾鸟语,闻花香十里,再执一份淡然情怀,向大自然进发。游过长街,驻足小桥,遥想当年西施的蹙眉捧心,郑旦的款款风情,浣纱溪上浣纱女,哼唱动人的浣纱谣。一叶小舟飘来,萧郎立于河中央……移步向前,远离街市,独步郊野,眼前是一条满绕鲜花,蜂舞蝶 Prosperous quarter window, opened the heart of the journey; wander the night of the book, carrying all the knowledge of the touch. Stepping on bluestone trail, see charming scenery, listen to chirping birds, smell ten years, and then take a indifferent feelings, march toward nature. Swim across the long street, stop small bridge, think back to Xishi Shi Zhaomei heart, Zheng Dan’s style section, Huan Yuxi broach, humming touching Rhymes. A leaf floating boat, Xiao Lang stood in the middle of the river ... ... move forward, away from the market, the only country, in front of a full of flowers, bee butterfly