In the new city life, and those who guard against theft and electron optics, can let a person feel cramped. Then travel; go deep jiangnan town go for a ride. Linhe water wharf, using stone stairs soaked in time by the river water, wash a hand, fingers have flow of fresh water cools smell sweet. Listen alleys depths footsteps, Far far see two old man leaned on wall corner in the sun, want to come now, jiangnan town of deep silence, is really a nostalgic golden place.
Head dropped a bunch of lamplight, sitting is a good luck, toast and is a blessing. Red wine appropriate in tall glass gently shake the old town is more suitable for the aged to offer them a light yellow. With those candlelight bars of shock rock, jazz and compared, sitting under the tree, slowly old taste, it is two kinds of disparate atmosphere. Drunk, might as well on the tree, see street movie.
That time, in the west of town, accompany us, the name of WangZheng lad, AiGeEr worship every guest, and enthusiastic recommends a kind local produce of sweet and sour greengage wine, to later guest again take turns worship him. He is first drunk, walking unsteadily along back. Walked away, still return overdo, standing not far in the root apiece, smiling and waving to us.
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