“君到姑苏见,人家尽枕河。古宫闲地少,水港小桥多。夜市卖菱藕,春船载绮罗。遥知未眠月,乡思在渔歌。”乘船行在苏州古运河上,烟雨朦胧中,小桥流水,园林点散,几处幽然沉静的老厢房,绵延中错落有致。桥下流水静静流淌,微风中皱起的粼粼涟漪,是深黛色的凝绿。就这样,舒舒闲闲的古韵随着船的行进一路漾开来,与游人的心一起醉在粉墙黛瓦的迂回中。若能临水而坐窗下,“青黛点眉细细 ”Jun to Gusu see, others make pillow. Palaces idle, water bridges and more. Night market selling lotus root, spring boat Qiluo. Across the ancient canal in Suzhou, misty, small bridges, scattered garden, quiet quiet old rooms, stretching in the patchwork. Flow of water under the bridge quietly flowing, the sparkling ripples in the breeze is dark green condensate. In this way, comfortable leisurely rhyme with the boat all the way Yang Kai, drunk with the hearts of visitors drunk in the roundabout. If the water and sitting under the window, "Indigo nodded thin