在江南潮湿朦胧的水雾中,苏州以她独特的温润濡染着周遭的一切,濡染着,至我心醉。每天清晨,推开临河的一扇小窗,雕花的木窗被咯吱咯吱地推开。苏州那特有的泥土香和鱼腥味氤氲成一双温软的手,轻抚面颊、滋润万物、净化一切。对面的小河上,谁家的姑娘包着头巾,摇着船唱着歌,那颇具味道的软语,从小河的这一头流到那一头。在小河的岸边坐着一排江南女子,一边洗 In the wet misty mist of the southern Yangtze River, Suzhou, with her unique moist and moistened everything around, Ruyu, until I am intoxicated. Every morning, open a small window Linhe, carved wooden window was creak to open. Suzhou unique soil smell and fish smell into a pair of warm and soft hands, stroking the cheeks, nourishing all things, purify everything. Opposite the river, the girl who wrapped a headscarf, rocking the boat singing songs, that quite taste soft language, flow from the stream to that end. Sitting on the bank of the river, a row of southern women, while washing