Describe the beauty of the ancient town in one sentence.

An example of describing the beauty of an ancient town in one sentence is as follows:

1, the slate is clear, and all kinds of slate are naturally put together. There are many colors of slate, such as cyan, pure and flawless, black in green and bright green in green. Looking closely, I seem to hear a gentle knock, as if I saw the rings of the years.

2. Crossing Wolong Bridge, strolling in Beizha Street and Jiangwharf, three or two women beat clothes with mallets. On the shore, plumes of white smoke were emitted from coal stoves. The winding green hills in the distance are faintly visible, and a touch of setting sun is sprinkled from the mountains, which is quite artistic.

3. People are more intimate. After bathing with clear water, they feel relaxed. The grandmother who sells rice cakes warmly invited us to eat rice cakes. Brush oil and discharge. Delicious and delicious! We came to Zhu Mu store, the old man played bamboo and wood for us, and showed us the treasure. It's an eye-opener.

When we passed by, we came to the front of a department store unconsciously. Go in and have a look. The goods inside are really antiques. Look, an umbrella made of silk, a figurine made of bamboo and a tea set carved from wood. I can't put it down. I really want to buy all the objective existence home, but I don't have that much money in my pocket.

5. Sitting on the boat in Wu Peng, we either tell jokes to each other or listen to the friendly paddle sound of Wu Peng's boat. Listen, it's so rhythmic, "bang, bang" or eating delicious sugar in their hands, so happy.

6. I came to Anchang Ancient Town and looked around, as if I had gone back to the past. Look, the road paved with slate, the bridge paved with slate, and the pillars built with slate. If tourists are allowed to wear ancient clothes again, it is impossible to tell whether they are modern or past.

7. The elegance of that night washed away the years, the poems and paintings carved on the desk, and the scars in the memory. You said that the dream is not to settle down. Your picture folder spread ink painting in Jiangnan, in the rain lane, in the ancient town, and in every dream time we walked together.

From the moment I was born, I have lived in this ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River. Walking on the morning fog every day, wandering on the stone path, bathing in the sweet and fresh air, watching the flowing water of the bridge and listening to the sound of paddles.

9. The tile house is clean and has grey walls. There are neat and orderly tiles on the wooden shelf, which are neither monotonous nor boring. A simple and clear feeling welled up in my mind.

10, fog gathered in the sky of the ancient town, and drizzle gathered from the corner of the eaves. They fell and smashed into the pit on the ground, splashing a little water, and dispersed and gathered again. So soon, the sky on the eaves and the ground under the eaves were shrouded, and a confused white seemed to win the whole world.

1 1. Take off your shoes, step barefoot on the calm stone road, and feel the gentleness of this ancient town like Tang Jiangnan women. That's another pleasant thing, and it's completely different from watching the voice waltz.

12. Stroll through Nanxun Old Street, and the river is not far from your feet. As a water town, there must be wind. The slightest breeze swept across the water, making the river crow's feet, which was very interesting.

13. When you arrive at Xitang, don't miss the Wu Peng boat after dinner. Red lanterns are lit on the boat, which complement the lanterns under the eaves on the shore. Sitting in the bow of Wu Peng's boat, drinking green tea and facing the cool breeze, a fresh feeling arises spontaneously.

14, a folk song full of villagers' flavor in South May 1st, has been sung from far away until now; It is a simple pearl, from far away to today; It is a museum with a long history, shaking off the dust and leaving behind precious things. It is a peaceful ancient town that miraculously preserved more than 300 ancient houses in Ming and Qing Dynasties.

15, and I'm watching all kinds of tourists carefully, quietly enjoying the scene here. Strange buildings, small bridges and canoes all show their eyes, and a few happy smiles hang on their corners of their mouths. Yi Hui is very quiet and always stays with me casually.