1, Qianliying sings green and reflects red, and Shuizhaishan fruit wine is the flag wind. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

Source: Tang Dumu's "Jiangnan Spring"

The vast south of the Yangtze River is full of singing and dancing, green trees and red flowers set each other off, and wine flags are flying everywhere at the foot of the water town. Many ancient temples left over from the Southern Dynasties are now shrouded in this hazy misty rain. 2. Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old. When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?

Source: Tang Bai Juyi, "Jiangnan Memory"

Jiangnan is good. I used to be so familiar with the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan. In spring, the red flowers on the shore reflected by the morning light are redder than the raging flames, and the green water is greener than the green grass. How can one not miss Jiangnan?

3, Jiangnan can pick lotus leaves, lotus leaves. Fish are frolicking among the lotus leaves.

Source: Han Yuefu "Jiangnan"

It's the season suitable for picking lotus in the south of the Yangtze River, and the lotus leaves emerge, squeezed, overlapped and fluttered with the wind. Beneath the thick lotus leaves, cheerful fish are constantly playing.

4. Lan Yi falls, and the screen is dark red banana. Dreaming of plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, whistling in the night boat and rustling in the rain. At the People's Postal Bridge.

Source: Tang Huangfu Song "Jiangnan Dream".

The deeper the candle, the more blurred the canna on the painting screen. Gradually fall asleep, Jiangnan in my dream is the time when my childhood is mature; On a quiet rainy night, melodious flutes came from ships in the river, and voices came from the post station on the bridge, telling unforgettable stories with a long-lost local accent.

Liu Yiyi, Misty. The grass in the lonely village is far away, and the apricot flowers fly in the setting sun. Jiang Nanchun was completely heartbroken, and Pingman Tingzhou people did not return.

Source: Song Kouzhun's "Jiangnan Spring Miao Bo"

Smoke waves are vast, willows are weeping on the shore, and willow branches are fluttering. The grass is overwhelming, and in the sunset, the lonely village is deserted, and only withered apricot flowers are flying everywhere. Spring in the south of the Yangtze River has passed, leaving people with worries. Tingzhou is full of apple blossoms, and my sweetheart hasn't returned yet.