在梦里,我似乎还在赶路,光着脚丫,踩在温润的青石板路面上,欢呼雀跃而又轻盈地前进。暗夜的笛声,桨声倒影,梦里的一切一切都深深地吸引住了我。我像坠入爱河的人,贪恋这个小镇的空气,贪恋它的美,贪恋它沿途的风景……我永远都无法忘却的,那次与周庄的邂逅。一个雨水不多的春日, In my dream, I still seemed to be on my way, barefooted, stepping on the velvety quartzite pavement, cheering forward and moving lightly. The dark flute, the reflection of the sound of the paddles, and everything in the dream deeply attracted me. I fall in love with someone who likes to linger in the air of this town, reluctant to the beauty of it, and lusts for the scenery along the way... I can never forget it, that time with Zhouzhuang. A rainy spring day,