周庄多水,多桥,多梦,多美得让人叹息的绝版的风景。吴树依依吴水流,吴中船楫好夷游。走进周庄,你也就走进了诗里梦里,你的心,甘愿停留。黄昏黄昏时分,繁华敛尽,喧嚣隐退。水雾氤氲中,一砖一瓦一桥一水,开始目送南来北往千里寻梦的游人。那么多的方言,那么多的脚步,渐渐散在黄昏里。周庄空旷下来。空旷下来的周庄,有了深入灵魂的 Zhouzhuang more water, more bridges, more dreams, more beautiful sigh of out of print landscape. Wu Shuyi Yi Wu flow, Wuzhong Hu Yi Hao Yi tour. Into the Zhouzhuang, you also entered the poem in the dream, your heart, willing to stay. Dusk at dusk, bustling convergence, noisy retreat. Misty water, brick and tile bridge water, began to look south to the thousands of miles to dream of tourists. So many dialects, so many steps, gradually scattered in the dusk. Zhouzhuang empty down. Zhouzhuang open down, with deep soul