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悠远的古韵踏歌而来。小桥流水,参差十万人家。古色古香的建筑,传承着一个民族的历史。神秘的气息弥漫天空,游人如织,匆忙的脚步敲打着远古的幽梦。酒吧街依旧沉浸在柔情里。一杯浊酒,几多温馨。也许,被爱轻拂的疲惫不再苦涩;也许,被酒沉醉的小城不再遥远。一渠清流静静地流淌。微风徐来,垂柳依依。酒香缓缓溢出,寻梦的人如痴如醉。在古典的丽江,我看见一对恋人含情脉脉。
Raging ancient rhythm song. Bridge water, the difference of one hundred thousand people. Antique buildings, heritage of a nation’s history. Mysterious atmosphere filled the sky, visitors, such as weaving, hurried footsteps beat ancient dream. Bar Street is still immersed in tenderness. Mug of wine, how warm. Perhaps the fatigued farewell is no longer bitter; perhaps, the wine-bound town is no longer far away. A stream flows quietly flowing. Xu breeze, weeping willows Yiyi. Smell slowly overflow, people dreaming ecstatic. In classical Lijiang, I saw a pair of lovers affectionate.