The dusk in a foreign land, the long summer days in a water town | There is an ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River called Anchang

I have come to Anchang again, arriving on a summer evening. Whenever I feel troubled, I come to this ancient town for a walk, Once upon a time, it was my antidote too. In recent years, Anchang has seen an increase in tourists, and it's impossible to visit during holidays. Renchang Sauce Garden has closed, and the uncle who used to blow his whistle has left... But it still doesn't charge an entrance fee. Probably because too many locals still live here, they are accustomed to sitting by the bank with a fan to cool off, they are also used to starting a stove under the bridge to make dinner... It's a pity that you are no longer here, My story of the south of the Yangtze River has also faded into the past, The youthful escape had no return ticket. The long corridor leads to the lights of thousands of homes. It's time for me to go home too.