Accidentally arrived at the "real Jiangnan"

Spring has come, and when walking along the lake, there's an illusion of being in Qingdao, with greenery all around. Everywhere you look, there's catkins floating in the air, and by the river, many elderly and children are leisurely catching fish. In the early morning, strolling along Pingjiang Road, you see white walls and black tiles, small bridges over flowing water, and the blooming fragrances of osmanthus and wisteria. In the afternoon, walking around Dushu Lake, you see hydrangeas, late cherry blossoms, and maples The moving ripples, the play of light and shadow in the woods, the chance encounter with a kitten, accompanying X The flat little dog. At the Master of the Nets Garden, you view the scenes through the windows, with the mottled light and shadow, the green maple leaves fluttering in the wind, the koi fish swimming back and forth in the lake, and the crowd under the wisteria flowers is endless. At Jinji Lake, you watch the sunset amidst the crowd, wander around Eslite bookstore, go eat Suzhou-style dishes, and take a digestive stroll under the moonlight on Shantang Street. Suzhou is a beauty that cannot be fully captured in eighteen pictures, slowly changing.