TO YOUR CITY

CCTV has made a promotional film for Huzhou, showing the charm of this ancient city on the south shore of Taihu Lake with a history of more than 2300 years. Huzhou also has many culture lovers, in their shots and words, full of love for the city. "Huzhou is a good choice for residence, tourism, investigation and investment.

TO YOUR CITY

I'm waiting for you in Huzhou.

Waiting for you, at the rising sun.

The dawn is faint, the stars are fading away, and the clouds are slowly peeking out. The most important thing you can do is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what you are doing. The moment the sunrise spurts out, the colorful clouds and glowing sunset, will you be impartial, into my line of sight?

Waiting for you, in the evening sunset.

The sunset dissolves into gold, the reeds stand quietly, and the white sails return home. The heron from the ancient country of Fangfeng, flying to the shore of the ancient Qiu city, hovering with a song. The first thing you need to do is to take a look at a few of the items on the list.

Waiting for you, in the clouds and mist illumination.

The drizzle is uncertain, like a thousand blooming lotus flowers. It's not just a matter of time, it's a matter of time. I'm not sure if you'll be able to find the best way to get the most out of this, but I'm sure you'll be able to find the best way to get the most out of this.

Waiting for you, in the dusk.

The wind is rising, the tide is turning in the stormy shore, and the neon is beginning to bloom in the uncertain night. How many dusk smoke and rain slanting eaves, open a poem, but evoke a paper Jiangnan. Can the fate brought by the banks of the forgotten river be renewed, like the moon tonight, and be fulfilled on earth?

Waiting for you, in a million feet of red dust.

A gust of morning wind from Tianmu, wrinkling the surface of the silk-woven lake, blowing away the hazy white fog and the lingering dreams of last night. The train of the flying skirt, the overlook of the handrail, the thought of forgetting to wear the autumn water. Is the scenery just a finger of quicksand? Aging years for no reason.

Waiting for you, in the thousand years of vicissitudes.

The water from the source of Taihu Lake is dry and overflowing, from the sea and cut off, watching the city beside me over 2000 years of personnel changes. Where the bustle ends, find a deserted valley, build a wooden hut, pave a cobblestone path, from then on the morning bell and evening drums, peace and quiet.

I will wait for you at Taihu Lake.

I'm waiting for you to put your wolf's pen to paper and murmur your feelings. See your pen go through the past and present, depicting the clouds of the years, let those stranded past events, in the life of the paper spread.

I'll wait for you in Taihu Lake.

I'm not going to be able to do anything about it. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I think I'm going to be able to do that.

I am waiting for you in Taihu Lake.

There, I have the appearance of a thousand years ago.