"Strange people say Jiangnan is good..."
Standing in the south of the Yangtze River in the misty rain of apricot blossoms, watching the men and women walking under the oil paper umbrellas, listening to the sound of running water in the riverway on the bluestone road, everything seems to be in the ink painting, sighed Dongfang Yiren.
Huang Hong'er smiled proudly and said, "I've been here for a few days, and it's just like that. It's said that it's a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with outstanding people. Isn't there any quarrel and abuse? Don't look at the blue water in the river. Look at it in the morning. Many people don't pay attention to it, and the toilet is poured directly into it. Some people raise ducks by the river. Eh~~It stinks when summer comes!"
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