如今想来,那久久不肯忘却的,也许唯有烟雨江南。初次来到乌镇,素洁的白墙,厚实的青瓦,依水而建的老屋,只一瞥,便在我记忆中烙下别样的印记。漫步乌镇,看似随意铺叠的青石板路,,凹凸的曲线透露着亘古不变的沧桑,在稀疏的树木掩映下,蜿蜒回环。走在上面,感到一种莫名的安宁与平静。我一路漫步,一路观望。已是薄暮 Now want to come, that long time refused to forget, perhaps only misty Jiangnan. For the first time came to Wuzhen, plain white walls, thick green tiles, built according to the water of the old house, only a glimpse of it in my memory, burned a different mark. Wandering Wuzhen, seemingly random paved bluestone Road, bumpy curves reveal the everlasting vicissitudes of life, in the sparse trees set off, meandering loop. Walking on it, feeling a sense of tranquility and peace. I walk all the way, watching all the way. It is twilight