夏杭州的夏天是无处放置心情的,迷迷糊糊汗津津地睡了一下午,终于可以抱紧双膝蜷坐在苏堤的长椅上,任晚风带着草香水腥与蝉鸣吹散长发。皓月当空,夜凉如水,远处若有若无的钟声和湖面上歌舞升平的灯船让人恍如隔世。湖面的涟漪象无数双狡黠的眼睛,泛着摄人的鬼魅。我不知道入夜后是否会微 Summer Hangzhou is nowhere to put the mood, stumbled sweat Jinna sleep for a long afternoon, and finally can sit tight curled knees sitting on the bench in the Sir Georg Solti, let evening breeze with grass perfume and cicadas blown Long hair. Haoyue sky, night cool water, Ruoyouruowu distant beacon and the peace and prosperity of the lake on the ferry people reminding us. Lake ripples countless pairs of sly eyes, glowing ghosts of photography. I do not know whether it will be slight after nightfall