“伟大见胜于时间,是韵味。”脚步翩然于乌镇幽长的石板路上,望着古街老巷的黑瓦白墙、绿水石桥,脑海中蓦然浮现出余秋雨先生的这句话。即使游人如织,甚至走在路上都摩肩接踵,但目光每每触及岁月在墙面上剥落的痕迹、古树历久而成的苍翠、门槛石阶上长年碾磨的印记……乌镇的韵味连同这句话便直击心底,久久回旋。喜欢抬头望天,望屋檐,望古宅。黑色的飞檐灵 “Great see than at the time, is the charm.” "Step by step in Wuzhen slender stone road, looking at the ancient streets of the black tile white walls, green stone bridge, my mind suddenly appeared Mr. Yu Qiuyu’s sentence words. Even if the visitors, such as weaving, and even walking on the road are crowded, but often touch the eyes of years peeled off the wall traces of ancient trees, long green, the stone steps on the years of grinding marks ... Wuzhen charm with this Sentence then hit the bottom of my heart, a long time roundabout. Like looking up, looking at the eaves, look old house. Black cornice