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The following is a description of Bianliang Street in The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival:

The center of the Riverside Map on Qingming Festival is a rainbow-shaped bridge and the street surface of Qiaotou Street. At first glance, crowded and chaotic; A closer look shows that these people are from different industries and engage in various activities. There are some vendors and many tourists on the west side of the bridge. There are knives, scissors and groceries on the stall. There are tea sellers and fortune tellers. Many tourists lean against the railings by the bridge, or point at them, or watch the ships coming and going in the river. On the sidewalk in the middle of the bridge, there are bustling people; There are people who ride cars, ride horses, carry loads, drive donkeys, transport goods and push unicycles ... The south side of the bridge is connected with the street. On both sides of the street are teahouses, pubs, pawn shops and workshops. There are many vendors with big umbrellas in the open spaces on both sides of the street. The street extends eastward and westward to the quiet suburb outside the city, but there are still pedestrians on the street: some are carrying goods, some are driving ox carts to deliver goods, some are driving donkeys to pull trucks, and some stop to watch the scenery of Bianhe River. Centered on the tall towers, there are rows of houses on both sides, including teahouses, restaurants, foot shops, meat shops, temples, public halls and so on. Silk, jewelry, spices, incense, paper horses and so on all have specialized businesses. In addition, there are medical clinics, car repair, fortune telling, shaving and plastic surgery, and all walks of life have everything. Large-scale shops are also tied up with "colorful buildings and happy doors", and banners are hung to attract business, and pedestrians in the market are jostling with each other. There are businessmen who do business and people who look at street scenes. There are monks walking around with baskets on their backs, tourists asking for directions from other places, street children who have heard of books, children of rich people who drink heavily in restaurants, disabled elderly people begging on the edge of cities, men, women and children, scholars, farmers, workers and businessmen, and so on. Means of transportation: sedan chair, camel, ox cart, rickshaw, flat car and flatbed car. Vividly displayed in front of people.

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It is picturesque and fascinating. Excerpts are as follows:

There are many shops on both sides of the street, and the afterglow of dusk is lightly sprinkled on the cornices of red bricks and green tiles or pavilions, which is bright and adds a bit of obscurity and poetry to the bustling night scene of Luoyang City.

Walking, before and after are the faces of the Tang Dynasty, pale, elegant, fresh and sophisticated. Cars and horses are shining, and people are weaving. Not far away, there came the shrill cries of vendors, and occasionally Ma Si's bell. Xiao Rui seems to be in a colorful picture. He couldn't help but stop to watch the red sunset. His complicated eyes want to penetrate himself more than 1000 years later.

Datang drinkers-text Chapter 005 Yang Jia has a daughter reproduced from the starting point.

Walking in the busy street, my steps are light. Gorgeous sunshine sprinkled between the blue tiles and red walls, abrupt cornices, high-flying store logo flags, sparkling chariots and horses, endless pedestrians and quiet smiling faces all reflected the enjoyment of the people in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

"If you ask about the rise and fall of ancient and modern times, please only look at Luoyang City". Thousands of years of history have come to mind, and the landscape of Luoyang is close at hand. Walking in the steaming Tang Dynasty, Xiao Rui watched the bustling noise of Luoyang in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. He felt happy and inexplicably sighed: Luoyang was a world-famous city at that time, the eastern end of the Silk Road, and the city with the longest capital in the history of China. However, this famous city has become a battleground for military strategists and two armies for countless times, with magnificent palaces and prosperous urban areas, which have been turned into ruins and prosperous several times.

Whether it is the bustling downtown in the city or the manor with flowing mountains and rivers outside the city, it is dreamlike, with the lingering fragrance of dragons and snakes written by poets, and with the laughter of drinkers. At this time, Luoyang, the capital of Luoyang, was written as a poem by a poet and stuffed in a jar or box, or drinking alone, or having a party, or taking a walk.

A city is full of smoke, and how many people are drunk. This is the taste of Luoyang.

Just walk into a roadside restaurant, drink a few pots of lackluster wine, eat a plate of sauced beef that Luoyang people can't get tired of eating for a long time, kneel on the Hu stool silently, listen to the flirting of the drinkers in the restaurant, and the vulgar singing of the inferior singers sitting on the bench, and look at the leisurely pedestrians outside the open door of the restaurant.

My mood is gradually relaxed. In this strange and familiar Luoyang more than 1000 years ago, in such an unknown small hotel, traveler Xiao Rui finally completely completed the "psychological transformation of crossing". He knows, he knows, he is helpless and excited. Whether he likes it or not, he has become an out-and-out man in the Tang Dynasty, just like a rude drinker in this pub, just like a pedestrian walking in the street.

Out of the restaurant, two or three dull sparrows couldn't help taking a nap among the old trees on the street. Residual clouds are like seats, smoke and dust are rolling up outside the city, and Wu's brush strokes are washed away with water. The plump girl with a charming smile at the entrance of the prostitute house, whose delicate face has not faded, has become Luoyang in the eyes of Datang and Luoyang in the dream.

Datang drinkers-text Chapter 009 Crazy Zhang Yanjin (on) reprinted from the starting point.

The building is brightly lit. The building has been covered by Luoyang cocktail party. No guests will be received tonight. The only guests are the dozen prominent wine merchants in Luoyang.

Outside the curtain, a singer is playing an elegant and melodious guqin. Sandalwood blows and the sound of the piano echoes in the hall. A group of brewers either knelt on the Hu stool or simply sat on the floor, holding gorgeous wine lamps in their hands, closing their eyes and listening to the sound of pure hearts. Tang people are so elegant that even these winemakers are no exception. However, no one knows whether this elegant state is fake or not.

Datang drinkers-text Chapter 0 12 School banquet (I) reprinted from the starting point.

Strolling around, Xiao Ruixing walked in the hustle and bustle of Luoyang City, staring at these busy Luoyang people. He couldn't help feeling ashamed: it seems that he is the most idle person in Luoyang.

From the other end of Luoyang Bridge to my brother-in-law's Wang family, there is more than half of Luoyang City in the middle. As we walked towards the Wangs, the noise became less and less. Xiao Rui stopped and touched the thin sweat on his forehead. After this quiet street, it is the Wangs.

This is a quiet alley that is almost dead. Xiao Rui looked up at the sky. It was blue and the sun was diabolical. He couldn't find the lonely feeling of "walking alone with an oiled paper umbrella" written by Dai Wangshu, so he had to snigger at himself and walked slowly forward.

On both sides of the alley are shabby and quaint moss walls near the civilian courtyard, and some walls are covered with dense green ivy. Under the long and narrow shadow, it seems that the sultry summer in Luoyang has been swept away and there is a hint of coolness.

Not far away, not far ahead, there were deep and depressed cries and sobs, accompanied by the sound of knocking on the wall. Xiao Rui got a fright and hurried a few steps. At the door of a small house, a young man in cloth was banging his head against the wall, clutching some wet walls with his hands painfully, and the dust fell down.

Datang drinkers-text chapter 0 15 Ling Huchong feather reprinted from the starting point.

At sunset, a young girl in a green skirt is striding forward in a busy street. Behind her, a well-dressed young man in black rode a horse and followed slowly, but not far behind the young man, there was even an elegant young figure who was at arm's length.

Datang drinkers-text Chapter 0 16 Youth in black reprinted from the starting point.

It's getting colder and colder. In the season of singing "Drinking Three Immortals" in Luoyang City, and in the days when Xiao Rui's name became louder and louder, Luoyang quietly went to beginning of autumn.

An autumn rain suddenly came, pattering, and on the way to the front of Wang's restaurant, there was wet mud everywhere. The drinkers who came and went with tarpaulins stamped their feet at the door, leaving a piece of mud and dust. It's almost noon, even if it rains, the restaurant is full.

Datang drinkers-the text Chapter 024 Young drinkers (on)

Luoyang old palace. This once huge and deep palace of the Tang Dynasty has long been far away from the noise and glitz and has become very, very quiet.

A man and a woman walked slowly side by side on the palace road paved with bluestone, between a palace with carved beams and painted columns. The girl is dressed up with fine features, and the man is the teenager who is drinking in the Wang restaurant today. It's just that his face has long lost its pretentious deep age, and his immature face reveals naughty colors unabashedly.

Datang drinkers-the first volume Luoyang trip Chapter 026 Yang visiting the sick

The red sun is high, and the autumn wind is cool. He didn't see Yuhuan, but he saw a bright woman walking out of Xiao's door. The woman is slender, wearing a short reddish brown dress, a long grass-green dress, silk and half an arm. Her long black hair was tied high in a bun, and her breasts were half open and towering like clouds. Yingying, with a charming smile on her face, walked down the steps of the Xiao family and walked to this end of the street. The streets are empty, except for the crisp autumn wind wrapped in one or two yellow leaves, which sometimes roll in the air and sometimes fall on the long path. The woman's face changed greatly, and she screamed' re' while retreating. The sound pierced the sky and echoed in this street.

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The Mid-Autumn Festival in the empty mountains after the rain, standing in the autumn evening, Luoyang is coming. In the afternoon, the Mid-Autumn Festival is cool, and an official road extending from the west gate of Luoyang to the countryside is full of bright horses and chariots and pedestrians. Scholars walk very slowly. Many conference semifinals with strange clothes and dark skin, Persians with curly hair and blue eyes, Arab businessmen riding camels and wearing white headscarves also appeared in an endless stream of people, wrapped in autumn wind, heading for Pingquan moon viewing platform in the west of the city.

The moon viewing platform in Pingquan is built on the mountain, and there are several hundred square meters in Fiona Fang. In front of the stage is a wide slope, and the yellow grass on the slope comes and goes with the life trend of each season; On the left side of the platform, there is a clear spring. During the reign of Emperor Long, the emperor circled the spring water and became today's Bibo Pingquan Lake.

Mid-Autumn Festival, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. But year after year, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival is different from previous years. In this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Princess Li Yi and Sheng Wang, who came to Chang 'an from Kyoto, organized and sponsored the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in Luoyang, and invited Luoyang bureaucrats and even poor literati to enjoy the moon and spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together. Of course, those who received the invitation readily went to the appointment, and those who did not receive the invitation spontaneously went sightseeing.