The mysterious and distant ancient town, the ancient voice that comes from the deepest part of the alley. Listen carefully to the ripples of the river on the stone steps, tapping the unopened pure land in the deepest part of your soul, and the gentle ripples of the Yuan River. Like a mother nagging her child with gentle words, the naughty Yuanling Ancient Town blushed slightly against the setting sun. I have lived by the Yuanjiang River since I was a child. When I grew up, I listened to the tangible sound of the boatmen's horns and walked out of the small town...
