灯笼还是青红
                                                                               杨柳吐了新绿
                                                                        岸上的屋檐  有雨水滴答
                                                                        雨中的陈船  在风里吱呀
                                                                     只有袅袅升起的青烟  述说着人家


                                                                              周旁散落的小镇
                                                                              铺子在慢慢开张
                                                                              适逢旺季的店家
                                                                              米酒也早已飘香                  
                                                                    唯独那泊中的游鱼 左右摇摆 不问西东


                                                                              午后的阳光温柔
                                                                         河面上波光粼粼  绿藻肆意
                                                                            岸上是谁家将昆曲唱响
                                                                                    惹得人陶醉
                                                                          而撑蒿的船家也干脆驻足停留


                                                                                  夜幕缓降
                                                                            桥洞里亮起了彩灯
                                                                            灯下是前行的游船
                                                                            临窗飘来的丝竹声
                                                                            让船上的人   入了神


                                                                          斑驳的古桥将岁月承载
                                                                          不息的流河将血脉贯通
                                                                          老街在伸展 它也在萎缩
                                                                        古镇在生长 但也在逐渐衰老
                                                                        周庄 是个孩子 也像个老人
                                                                            需要呵护 也需要新生