Shaoxing, a place full of poetry

Shaoxing, a place full of poetry. Walking in the ancient alleys, it seems to have traveled through time and smelled the fragrance of history. The awning boat gently sways on the water surface, showing me a different style of the south of the Yangtze River. The sweetness of yellow wine intoxicates the heart and spleen. Every step is a scenery, every moment is a story. Shaoxing, is the poem and the distance in my heart.