composition 1 describing wuzhen
wuzhen, a water city in the south of the Yangtze river, is a small town composed of blue tiles and white walls, small bridges and flowing water.
when I stepped into wuzhen, I was impressed by its beauty at first sight. It is not the delicate beauty of Jiangnan women looking back and smiling, but the mysterious ancient beauty that you can't figure out. The street is next to the river, and the river is next to the street. The street is covered with smooth and bright bluestones. There are also winding green vines on the houses near the river, and there is an endless stream of hawking in the street. Although there are streets, boatmen are still busy shuttling between towns on the water.
wuzhen is a water town. Rivers, streets and alleys are everywhere. Perhaps it is these waters that add to the aura of Wuzhen and remind people of Venice, but they are completely different. Wuzhen will always give you an ancient and mysterious aftertaste, so that you can feel the dignity of history every step you take. And Venice? Let's say it is a kind of quiet beauty! When night comes, there are only lights, boats, boatmen and the fragrance of flowers and plants coming from the wind in the street.
dyehouse seems to be a symbol of Jiangnan. Large and small dye vats, dark blue dyed cloth were hung high. There is also a special printing dye house, which prints beautiful patterns with molds. The ingenuity of Jiangnan women is thus reflected.
The Jin family, which was once rich for a while, was divided into halls and secret passages. The hall is used by the host to rest or receive guests, and the back channel is just a secret path. The maid walks from here and serves tea and water. There is also a hundred-bed pavilion, which lists all kinds of beds, including one bed with one room and one bed with many rooms, all of which reflect the glory of Wuzhen in the south of the Yangtze River.
night is coming. Every household lights up lanterns, and the red lanterns hang all over the street. At this time, Wuzhen was really lively and brightly lit. All kinds of strange things have come out. Specialty cakes, hand-made lucky grass bracelets, costumes with national characteristics, soft silk, exquisite rouge boxes … everything. At this time, the shadow play will begin, and people are scrambling to watch it. Antique buildings, enthusiastic people and unique poetry in Jiangnan make this night more beautiful.
"There are thin willows in Pengzhou, Wuzhen, in front of gray bricks, green tiles and green moss." Wuzhen, its beauty and charm, is almost beyond our words.
In this ancient town, there is no earthly noise, only indifference and tranquility. Everything here seems to be cultivated by the incense of dyed cloth, dyed into a calm and elegant ink painting, and people live peacefully and simply here.
ink painting Jiangnan, if Jiangnan is a woman, then Wuzhen should be a small jasper! Ancient houses, drizzle, awning boats ... Everything in Wuzhen will always be a memory.
Wuzhen is beautiful ... 2
This summer vacation, my parents took me to visit Wuzhen, a water town. Wuzhen is one of the four major water towns in China. It is located in the north of Tongxiang City, about 13 kilometers away from Wutong Town, the seat of Tongxiang Municipal Government, and at the junction of Huzhou, Jiaxing and Suzhou.
When we got off the bus, the guide took us to visit Wuzhen. There are two scenic spots in Wuzhen, one is Dongzha and the other is Xizha.
When I came to the bustling Dongzha District, I walked on the Qingshiban Road and looked at the old houses, as if I had come to the former water town. It's drizzling in the sky, which makes it look more dreamy. Some girls in cheongsam walked past me with colorful umbrellas, and they seemed to add a lot of color to this beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. I can't help admiring: "Looking at the ancient forest, it seems hard to find the Bay Creek Port."
walking, suddenly rows of ancient buildings attracted me. I crowded into a street in Ming and Qing dynasties with the crowd. Here is the Lins' shop written by Mao Dun. Wuzhen is Mao Dun's hometown. People built a house for Mao Dun in Wuzhen, and built one according to every room he used to live in for tourists to watch.
Unconsciously, I walked slowly to the door of a cloth dyeing workshop. I went in to see what the ancient people used to dye cloth and how to dye it. As soon as I entered, I saw a lot of blue and white cloth hanging on bamboo poles, and the wind blew gently, making pieces of cloth swish.
We walked south along the path paved with stone slabs and bypassed the Bay of Wealth. We came to the south side of a street in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. There are small bridges, flowing water and people with great charm of Jiangnan water town, and all the beautiful scenery is panoramic. On the river, there are many small bridges, echoing each other from afar; The reflection of house boat's house is clearly visible in the river. By the river, the tourists on the bridge are lingering ...
According to my father, Wuzhen is not only a water town, but also a civilized town! Historically, the cultural and educational undertakings in Wuzhen have flourished ... After listening to my father's introduction, we visited Xie Lingyun's villa site in Jin Dynasty, etc ...
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, we left Wuzhen with reluctance. Although this visit is only a short day, I have gained a lot of knowledge and enjoyed the beautiful scenery in this ancient town. A small water town, in ancient times, after those famous poets walked here, they also left a poem full of amorous feelings.
I believe that Wuzhen, a beautiful water town, will surely welcome friends from all corners of the country with a brand-new attitude in the future! Goodbye, Wuzhen, you will be more brilliant tomorrow. Composition describing Wuzhen 3
The water town in the south of the Yangtze River is a fascinating place, whether it is day or night.
first, pillow water family
There are many shops in Dongzha, Wuzhen, among which there are many shopkeepers who take the shop as their home. Every time the first ray of light hits the earth in the morning, they are fully dressed; As a result, the whole store worked together to remove the heavy door panels one by one, and then started a day's business. At this time, the window was also opened and ventilated with a piece of wood. This piece of dark brown wood stained with the dust of time has also become a unique landscape here.
the architecture of wuzhen east gate is very distinctive. Because most of the houses are made of wood, they will burn in case of fire. Therefore, in order to prevent the fire from spreading, there is a space like a small port between every 18 households, with a horse head wall and a stone archway built on both sides for fire prevention. There is also a special fire brigade in the town-the Water Dragon Club. Interestingly, in Dongzha, every bridge is very narrow and the railings are very low. Ancestors must be used to it, but tourists are careful not to fall into the water.
the west gate is different from the east gate. There are many homestays in Xizha. Looking at the window, the bustling and beautiful Wuzhen night is in front of you. When the river wind blows, the summer heat disappears (), and there is even a chill. The bridge in Xizha is not narrow, but it is very high. When the tourists passed by, they were all shrunk by the river wind. Perhaps, this is "too high to be cold"!
Second, I had dinner in Wuzhen. It's time to blink. The family sat around the round table in the hotel.
in spring, Malantou and snail are just in the market, so let's have a plate each. Sister-in-law cake is a local specialty and is suitable for dessert. Duck legs and braised mutton are meat dishes. Mushroom and bean curd soup sounds good, so another bowl. When the food is exhausted, adults will send their children to buy fruits and snacks. A little while later, one person came unsteadily with stinky tofu and one person with green plums and mums. It's fun for a family to eat and pull home ...
And the food in Wuzhen is far more than that. Radish cake with crisp outside and tender inside, sweet and spicy ginger candy, dried bean curd with five flavors, bean paste with strong sauce flavor, twisted sugar, dried vegetable cake, black rice and duck neck ..... Wuzhen is like a paradise for eating!
iii. Travel in the water town
Wuzhen is an authentic water town, so it is natural to have a boat. There are two kinds of ships here, one is a big ship, and the other is a two-pole, two-oar propulsion. One is a small boat, and the boatman shakes the oars to make the boat stagger forward and shake out the beautiful picture of the water town. It is more interesting to walk, stepping on the flagstone road with the afterheat of the sunset, holding the star lamp and moving slowly, which has a quaint feeling.
I finally understand that Wuzhen is famous because people are eager for a comfortable, comfortable and slow-paced life. City
The pace of life is so fast that people are already exhausted.
It's time to slow down and have a rest ... Writing about Wuzhen 4
My grandfather lives in Wuzhen, and I visit his old man's house almost every holiday, so I know that place very well. His home is very common in Wuzhen, with white walls and black tiles and carved window paper. There is a big yard outside the house, and an old osmanthus tree stands alone in the middle of the yard, which is the most ordinary scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.
In summer evenings, we always enjoy the cool under that laurel tree. Adults are laughing and drinking tea, chatting about homeliness, but I am restless. I always climb down the ladder to sit on the sturdy branch, looking over the courtyard wall, looking at the wupeng boat full of tourists on the river, and looking at the restaurant with lights lit in the distance. It seems that I have returned to the old days when literati were drinking tea and reciting poems. Slide down the tree, but it's still the yard, those people. A courtyard wall seems to separate time and space from glitz. Adults always have endless words. I don't know how many times water has been added to that little teapot, but they still talk as a bee. I teased my grandfather's rhubarb dog, who had a broken tail, and looked at the distance. I watched the last ray of sunshine being swallowed by the night, and the twinkling stars climbed into the night. There was a loud noise in my ears, a gentle whisper of thrush birds in the house, and even a sultry soft voice of Wu Nong. In the summer night, I am familiar with peace and tranquility.
Every autumn, the old osmanthus tree will blossom on time, with delicate flowers that are completely different from its old branches, and the tree is full of gold. Osmanthus fragrans blooms and thyme blooms. At this time, the weather is no longer hot, and the sun shines in the courtyard like a little ink, through the carved flowers on the wall. Outside the courtyard, tourists are still weaving, and the black and white block seems to be flowing out with the sunshine. I sometimes wander in the narrow alley outside the house. When I come home, I come to the front of the courtyard and look at the heavy wooden door biting the bright brass knocker. Through the half-closed door, I see my grandmother holding a shelf and hanging her voice under the osmanthus tree. The familiar opera cavity, the same tone and the same charm are as before, as if she had returned to the young time when she was looking forward to it in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River with an oil-paper umbrella. Grandpa also sat in the old plush chair and listened carefully, holding a teacup in one hand and clinging to a broken cattail leaf fan in the other, squinting his eyes and reveling in it. After a song, grandpa's breathing gradually sank and he gradually fell asleep. Only one courtyard is left, and one courtyard is fragrant with tea.
Walking around the osmanthus tree, stroking the osmanthus tree with both hands and listening to it, it seems that the osmanthus tree is telling a souvenir and whispering about the past, which is both familiar and strange.
To others, remembering the south of the Yangtze River and talking about Wuzhen are wupeng boats, painting boats, oiled paper umbrellas, embroidered shoes, melodies of water, lamentations of players, weeping willows, a trickle, a peach blossom face, a phoenix eye, three sighs of floating life and a secluded dream. For me, it is just an old osmanthus tree, and its weather-beaten back, like the old and firm faces of grandparents, is engraved in my heart. Even after many years, Wuzhen is still the same, and people are still the same. Just like the osmanthus tree that is still there for a hundred years, it will still be the most beautiful and warmest rainbow in my heart.