所有愁苦、忧愤,都在这江南柔情里无声了、沉睡了,被这古老的诗律词韵,点化成美丽的翡翠。小桥之下,一叶孤舟,荡着闲适的心,在这古镇升仙。回望多情处,谁家的女儿,正在浣纱洗衣。如丝细雨中,每一片青瓦都变得朦胧。依稀记得,西湖的爱情,那 All the sorrows, anger, are in this southern tenderness silent, asleep, by this ancient poem rhyme, point into a beautiful emerald. Under the bridge, a leaf solitary boat, leisurely loving heart, in this town or cents. Looking back on the affectionate, the daughter of someone's house, is washing clothes. Such as silky, every piece of green tiles have become hazy. Vaguely remember, West Lake love, that