三月的江南似一幅古旧的水墨画,没有繁琐的笔触,只有淡淡的清闲。江南的三月若梦,一个雾中的朦朦胧胧的梦,于是,恍恍惚惚,一梦千年。一条清澈的小河缓缓穿过小镇,两岸高低错落地建着一些房屋。河上搭着大小不一的石桥,桥面用青石板铺成,潮湿却干净,石板缝间长出些青苔,调皮柔软 The Jiangnan in March resembles an old ink painting, with no tedious brushstrokes and only a touch of leisure. The dream of March in the south of the Yangtze River, a dream in the fog, so, oh, a dream of a thousand years. A clear river flows slowly through the town, and houses are built on both sides of the river. There are stone bridges of different sizes on the river. The bridges are paved with bluestone. The moisture is clean. There are mosses in the slats and the skin is soft.