Jiangnan's summer composition uses two ancient poems, either parallel or figurative or anthropomorphic.

When my grandparents came back from a trip to Jiangnan, my grandmother said to me, "Jiangnan is good, and the good word is green."

The trees in the south of the Yangtze River are green. Rows of trees guard Jiangnan like guards in military uniforms. Rows of bamboo forests dance Latin like girls in green.

The fields in the south of the Yangtze River are green, and the rice in the fields is Mabel Miao. They come and go with the wind, wave after wave, like a green ocean, very beautiful.

The rivers in the south of the Yangtze River are green and clear. Frogs are singing on the lotus leaves, and small fish are playing in the river. ...

I listened to a sentence, which painter was so eccentric that he painted Jiangnan green. When I grow up, I must be a painter, paint the loess plateau green and put on a green coat. Grandparents were amused by this sentence, and grandma said that my ideal would be realized soon.