The Harmony Between The World And The Fashion: The Ancient Town Of Mumian

In the fast-paced city life,

In fact, many people still yearn for it

Leisurely slow rhythm life.

They are often busy with their work and study,

Relax yourself properly,

To experience something different from high-rise buildings

Elegant scenery of ancient town.

Kapok road also follows the Yi people who wear the kapok road,

I have been to many ancient towns all over the world

The poetic and picturesque south of the Yangtze River, the simple and peaceful Hongcun village,

Fangzheng's lofty Pingyao, romantic Dali

Jane is in the ancient town.

A long sky, a bay of beautiful water, a leaf boat,

It is a long history of ancient paintings.

The sky and water are the same color, and the green mountains are like Dai,

The beautiful water is like the cheek, and the ant boat roars,

Disappeared in the distant shadow of the lonely sail in the blue sky.

Beauty lies in the ancient town.

People don't have to work nine to five,

Worried about the congestion of buses and subways,

It's about sunrise and sunset.

People crossing bridges with umbrellas,

People sitting by the river fishing

I don't seem to be in a hurry,

Immerse yourself in the present,

The years are quiet and peaceful.

The beauty of ancient towns lies in the ancient times.

Thick brick wall, concave and convex bluestone,

Open the door of your memory.

Long streets, classical stage,

The sound of famous actors echoed.

Soft fingers light shuttle, a graceful song,

The dust sound, the unique dance string sound, dispels the loneliness of a lifetime.

Also want to hold a pot of wine, holding a string of Qin,

Drunk in the shade of flowers under the moon.

The beauty of an ancient town lies in its natural beauty.

The winding scenery gate,

Drawing the landscape into different shapes;

The mottled white walls set off the vivid shadow of bamboo;

What's more, the eaves and window lattice of those Dragon carving buildings,

Let the poetry of the years illuminate our hearts through the cracks.

After a shower,

The courtyard has moss marks.

The trees are dark and the summer is long,

The building reflected into the pond.

Zhu households in the painting hall are full of affection,

It is as fragrant as flowers.

Wearing an improved Chinese style dress,

Walking gracefully in the ancient town,

One side is the beauty of Millennium culture,

On the other side, there is the ancient flavor,

The flexibility that complements each other,

In the winding lane slowly flowing.

Soft colors,

The ancient lane with gorgeous dark colors,

Beautiful hand painting,

As if through the fragrance.

Thousands of years of craftsmanship,

It turns into elegant and elegant clothes,

A branch of red dew is fragrant,

It's a pity that the clouds, rain and Wu mountain are in vain.

Inside and outside,

Are so far away and familiar.

He also carved beams with great concentration,

It's like the fragrance of the past generation.

Time seems to have turned back,

Confucius and Mencius have entered the hall.

You have an embroidered flower on your dress,

Awakened a period of quaint time.

Maybe a girl a hundred years ago,

This is in the pavilion,

With years of sewing flowers, with needle and thread to convey feelings.

Old bamboo chairs,

Such as the loyal gatekeeper in the ancient town.

When I was young, I liked to move a bamboo chair,

Get together and listen to stories from grandparents.

In his mouth was a popsicle for 20 cents.

The popsicles are finished. The story is not over.

Every day in the ancient town is very long,

Walking, listening to books, drinking tea

You can do a lot of what you want to do.

Every day is very short,

It's still early morning,

Just look at the sunset.

The elegant gray system improves the national style clothing,

With an ethereal and beautiful Zen spirit,

It's the ink poetry swaying in the ancient town,

The years are long and the Iraqis are very delicate.

We want to get out of town,

Take a look at the outside world,

On the other hand, I always miss the past,

The simple joy in the small town.

With the expansion of cities and the development of villages,

There are fewer and fewer ancient towns with traditional features.

Now the ancient town is for us,

It's memory, it's culture,

It's my hometown and my feelings.

It has healed countless tired hearts,

I remember the bright appearance of Chinese culture.

In everyone's heart,

Each has its own ancient town,

Load those unforgettable memories.

Where is your ancient town?

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