Literary short sentences describing ancient towns and alleys

1. I want some sentences describing ancient towns and lanes, and sentences describing ancient towns in my mind.

1, we walked and came to the door 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.

2. 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 very rhythmic. "Bang, bang ..." Or we are all eating delicious white sugar in our hands, so happy.

3. 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.

4. People become 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. At dinner, the old man made us two yellow cucumbers ... two strange families became very familiar in this ancient town.

5, water! A stream flows quietly, like a silver chain in the sun. I quickly played with water, smooth slate, little black fish ... The water was clear and the pebbles on the riverbed were clearly visible. Large and small, many children are playing in the water. Water splashed everywhere, becoming a pearl necklace in the air, fresh and clear. The splashed water drops fall, with small ripples, crystal clear and colorful.

6. It is a pleasant thing to take off your shoes, step barefoot on the calm stone road, and feel the gentleness of this ancient town like Tang Jiangnan women, which is completely different from watching the voice waltz. What is that? It should be gentle and quiet. It's as quiet as if it doesn't exist here, but her beauty can't be ignored.

2. I want some sentences describing ancient towns and alleys. The sentence describing ancient towns is 1. Walking and watching, we unconsciously came to the door of a department store.

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.

2. 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 very rhythmic. "Bang, bang ..." Or we are all eating delicious white sugar in our hands, so happy. 3. 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.

4. People become 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.

At dinner, the old man made us two yellow cucumbers ... two strange families became very familiar in this ancient town. 5, water! A stream flows quietly, like a silver chain in the sun.

I quickly played with water, smooth slate, little black fish ... The water was clear and the pebbles on the riverbed were clearly visible. Large and small, many children are playing in the water.

Water splashed everywhere, becoming a pearl necklace in the air, fresh and clear. The splashed water drops fall, with small ripples, crystal clear and colorful.

6. It is a pleasant thing to take off your shoes, step barefoot on the calm stone road, and feel the gentleness of this ancient town like Tang Jiangnan women, which is completely different from watching the voice waltz. What is that? It should be gentle and quiet. It's as quiet as if it doesn't exist here, but her beauty can't be ignored.

3. Familiar with the sentences of old street literature and art.. The simplicity of the old street is the aesthetic feeling without faith, and the most beautiful thing is quietness and prosperity.

The flowing old street is full of people's voices, like a pot of boiling water. The wide street is like a conveyor belt, sending people in all directions. In the past, the manhole covers, stalls and pedestrians on the street seemed to be swept away by the wind, and all of them were gone, leaving only willow branches dancing wildly with the wind. The wind blew harder and harder, and the pedestrians on the street were covered with black soil, as if they had just emerged from the ground. Then, it winds between a row of tall buildings and a residential area. There are no flowers or trees in the alley. It was dried up and covered with a thick layer of dust, just like a dry river. The stars in the sky are reflected in the distance, and the whole market is immersed in jewelry, which makes people shine. Looking from a distance along the avenue, the street lamp is very bright, like a missing head. At first it was like a dark red fruit bowl, and gradually it became a bright silver ball. The street lamps on both sides of the road lit up and looked like a sparkling long river from a distance. Spherical street lamps are like pearls magnified tens of thousands of times. Gather together, just like a bunch of grapes holding a ball lamp on a lamppost, like a red lotus in full bloom. Two rows of bright street lamps extending in the distance are like winding fire dragons. The street lamps in the distance cast a series of apertures, and snowflakes danced like fireflies in the light. One or two listless lights are like the eyes of a sleepy person. The street lamp gives off dim light. Just like those drunken people's red eyes, watching him. The road is covered with jujube-sized stones, white, yellow, crimson and colorful, like an endless ribbon. A winding stone road, like chicken intestines, is embedded in the riverside of Shanwan. On the path to the lake, a layer of leaves has fallen, like a flower snake.

This photo taken from the air showed me the whole town for the first time.

It is like a boat, quietly moored by the river in the country. Blue-gray houses and winding alleys keep people in the town on their guard.

I remember that more than 20 years ago, a poet published a poem entitled "White Pony" in Yuhua magazine: "Which dynasty, which generation, your ancestors gave you a name, ah! Ancient town-baiju. Are you a white pony?

In the ancient wilderness? The brick triangular pier in the north of the town is the site of tying horses? It is said that a long time ago, a white pony passed by Xiangyun and landed on the lush land of the Yellow Sea. In addition, there is a saying in the Book of Songs that "a white pony ate me and promoted my health", so the town became famous. Looking back on the past days, it is bustling and prosperous here.

Since the Song Dynasty, it has been famous all over the country for its salt production. In the Yuan Dynasty, a white horse pony farm was set up to specialize in salt affairs, and numerous sails and cars appeared. Chuanchang River and Gong Fan levee pass through the town and become the hub of land and water transportation and economic and cultural development.

Accept my town and squat on the mountain. A truck, a truck, hollowed out its mine year after year, hollowed out its prosperity, and those local officials with wide brains could not make it bigger and stronger.

Every day in the town, shallots, peppers and pickles are mixed with tofu, and residents begin to chew a new day in thick and sweet bean curd. In front of the store, it is common for the elderly in nursing homes to walk from the river to the intersection of Yongtong Highway with their own bamboo brushes, sell one yuan, and then return to the town to enjoy that one yuan in the tofu pudding shop.

On Monday, Thursday and the seventh day, the town was crowded with cabbages, vendors from all directions and twisted cam belts. Noisy is its passion. My mother's children's clothing stall is crowded between pieces of bamboo rafts, and her eyes are full of expectations. In a few hours, the mountain wind will blow away the boiling sound of the city; Then, she will rush back to her pig, her silkworm and her soil.

5. A beautiful paragraph describing an ancient town or town. Traveling silently in Wuzhen in the drizzle. Maybe it's because it's too close to this gentle Jiangnan ancient town. But I can't describe all kinds of moving places with 2500 years of vicissitudes in exact language.

Now, please allow me to stay away for a while, close my eyes and feel and appreciate with an unrestrained heart ... I think the best scenery in Wuzhen is in the rain. Foggy sky, misty rain, wet bluestone ... a long-awaited true color Wuzhen appeared in front of my eyes.

You see, the blue river in the area passes through the street. It groans and ripples shallowly, breaking the roof tiles that have been washed darker and brighter by the rain, the lotus blue water pavilion, the shed of the corridor, the diaojiao building, the pier by the river, and the lanterns that jump like flames hanging under the promenade. As the rain falls, petals are in full bloom, or pink or white, so there are many beautiful and melancholy feelings between green, fat, red and thin.

On rainy days, Wuzhen always has endless lingering feelings. Walking in that long alley, did a girl with lilacs pass by me? People find colorful flower umbrellas to cross Guanqian Street, Yingjia Bridge, the ancient gallery shed, climb Renyi Bridge, bypass the Jiuqu Gallery and stop in front of the God of Wealth Temple in God of Wealth Bay, where incense is flourishing and red candles have a high fever. Watching the dripping eaves rain cut through the narrow sight, they were attracted by the urgent and warm sound of gongs and drums from the "boxing boat" moored in the middle of the water.

Occasionally, one or two soft words of Wu Nong sounded on the other side of the river, which made people feel extremely soft. Afraid of being submerged, they rushed into traditional workshops such as wine-making, tobacco-planing, textile, blue calico, root carving, bamboo weaving and pen-making, which were permeated with daily simple living flavor. Drink a sweet glutinous rice crisp tea, and then taste a sweet and salty aunt cake, accompanied by beautiful and touching legends. Chaze with red and green smoked beans gives people a taste of ordinary people's home life.

Otherwise, just sit in the "Visiting Lu Pavilion" near the river and water for a while and drink a cup of fragrant chrysanthemum tea. The blue-green liquid seems to be the crystal bud in early spring, which makes people feel the clarity of life. The rain is still falling, the double eaves are upturned, the reliefs are gilded, and the traditional Huagu opera, which is full of flavor on the ancient stage in front of the real view, is still sung in the wind and rain after thousands of years. The singer is tireless, and the audience is tireless ... Tired of walking, relying on the beautiful scenery of the water gallery, watching tourists with various accents pass by, time slowly passes in tiny raindrops.

People who come here probably want to find something back, so have you found it? Wuzhen is silent, and tourists are silent. Then, repeat the stone alley with green light.

I hold the umbrella of memory, and my lover walks slowly along the breath coming from the depths of the ancient town, letting the raindrops jump gently on our skirts. This is probably the only place where we can have this elegance! Wuzhen, a "drizzle and wet streamer", is a wet path of a gentle village in the south of the Yangtze River. It is a dream that anyone is willing to indulge in and not want to wake up. This is a fascinating world.

The warmth, beauty, freshness and freshness of Wuzhen are all in the continuous drizzle.

6. Hello, 300-word American jokes in ancient city alleys.

The faint bluestone path is a long alley, a lively alley and a quiet alley. In fact, its name is "Unknown Lane".

Standing in the alley, there seems to be no end in sight. There is a wall made of yellow mud and stone in the alley; Steps made of bricks; A roof made of tiles; A wooden door made of wood; A window made of paper. There are many people living in the alley, and the house is 150 meters long. There is also a towering tree in the alley. The chirping birds are singing happily in the tree.

In the morning, some old people go to the alley to buy or sell vegetables with baskets after breakfast. At 7 o'clock, the children got up after breakfast and ran from alley to alley. On the way, they shouted "I'm going to play, come out quickly", and all the children who heard the shouts ran out. Children go to the stream to play with water and have a water fight; Sometimes I feel bored, so I dig some holes by the wall when my neighbors are not looking. By the time the adults found out, the child had already slipped away. In summer, adults are chatting under the big tree with chairs, playing with old K … while children are still playing.

But at night, every household closes the doors and windows and runs into the house to watch TV. It was quiet in the alley! Only the children's laughter echoed in the early morning.

Alleys are named because people can't choose the right name.

Satisfied, please adopt.

7. The 300-word beautiful paragraph of Gucheng Hutong Hello, Youqing Stone Hutong, it is a long hutong, it is a lively hutong, and it is still a silent hutong.

In fact, its name is "Unknown Lane". Standing in the alley, there seems to be no end in sight.

There is a wall made of yellow mud and stone in the alley; Steps made of bricks; A roof made of tiles; A wooden door made of wood; A window made of paper. There are many people living in the alley, and the house is 150 meters long.

There is also a towering tree in the alley. The chirping birds are singing happily in the tree.

In the morning, some old people go to the alley to buy or sell vegetables with baskets after breakfast. At 7 o'clock, the children got up after breakfast and ran from alley to alley. On the way, they shouted "I'm going to play, come out quickly", and all the children who heard the shouts ran out.

Children go to the stream to play with water and have a water fight; Sometimes I feel bored, so I dig some holes by the wall when my neighbors are not looking. By the time the adults found out, the child had already slipped away. In summer, adults are chatting under the big tree with chairs, playing with old K … while children are still playing.

But at night, every household closes the doors and windows and runs into the house to watch TV. It was quiet in the alley! Only the children's laughter echoed in the early morning.

The name of the alley is because no one can choose the right name. Please accept it if you are satisfied.