Lian's Qiaoqiao
Editor: Henyee Translations
People were packed on the banks of the Weixi River. Boats that were loading and unloading cargo and grain had gathered here.
The boatmen hurried to move the cargo in the wintry night wind while there were still the last rays of sunlight. They could practically smell dinner waiting.
It was almost dusk, and the lights on the bank were lit.
Restaurants and shops of various heights were lined on the bank of the river. The vendors at food stalls and grocery stores were shouting loudly for a last spurt of sales.
Inside the teahouses and wineshops were young sirs who were elegantly drinking tea and wine by the windows. The beautiful evening scenery of the prosperous and lively Weixi River naturally entered their eyes.
On the other hand, the common people were hurrying home in the cold wind.
There were so many boats in the river that they formed a line.