Beautiful sentences describing ancient towns

The beautiful sentences describing the ancient town are as follows:

1, a famous ancient town with picturesque scenery, blue waves on three sides, beautiful shores and dragon treasures. Stunt new posture, exquisite surprise, 8 thousand embroidered women, flying needles, wonderful workmanship.

Slates are laid along the street, and streams flow through the alleys. Gu Lou's new song starts at night, and his sideburns are fragrant with spring scenery. There is no meaning of drunkenness on a good wine table, and flowers are called on both sides. The drums are full of sighs and sorrows, bitter, sweet and sour.

3, small bridges flowing water, long boat songs, the ancient town is exquisite and moving, walking on the ancient stone bridge and gently stroking the bridge, the palm is slightly cold, with damp moisture, just like the soft texture of Wuzhen, gentle and delicate just right.

Shuangqiao embodies the charm of the ancient town. Under the bridge, the water is clear and the trees are shaded. The frequent boats pass leisurely in the bridge opening, evoking people's longing for the past.

In the ancient town, even the paths paved with bluestone slabs are so antique. Gorgeous high-heeled shoes collide with the bluestone, making a thumping sound, but it sounds like a piano playing elvish notes. They laughed and ran, as beautiful as dancing sunshine on the city wall and dancing a gorgeous waltz.

6. 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.

7. 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 a woman in Tang Jiangnan, which is completely different from watching the voice waltz. It should be gentle and quiet. It's as quiet as if it doesn't exist here, but her beauty can't be ignored.

8. As soon as I entered the town, I smelled a Jiangnan flavor. After crossing Wolong Bridge, I strolled in Beizha Street and Jiangwharf, and 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 top of the mountain, which is quite artistic in the depths of a quiet alley.

9. This town is the wrinkled face of the villagers. There is a story in every wrinkle, which records my naughty childhood dreams and small changes in the town.

10, the ancient arch bridges are skillfully connected together, just like a frame of cursive calligraphy, and there is a ray of Mo Yun between the pen and ink, which constitutes the overall rhythm and perfection. This ancient town is a post station for drifting ships.