~~~Snow White and Rose Red~~~
Thema drucken
02.12.2019 03:06
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There are lush green trees on both sides, and the sun is shining through the treetops. I walked on Guangling Road, and based on my impressions, I searched for a residence that never went away. Standing in the alley, "Xiao Ma You Xiang, uh, yes, this is it!" I muttered mentally. An antique alley, a sense of peace and quiet, a beam of sunlight, and a slightly painted wooden door, never seemed to go far. It's not yet dawn, the alley is only a metre wide, and the lights hanging high have not changed, just a little stale; the surroundings have been rusted and dimly lit, guiding me to find "I think I have never gone far" "Old days" The potholes and roads have not changed, and the rough walls have not changed. I only heard the sound of a call from the road: "Cooking pancakes! Delicious pancakes! A dime for a dime!" Well, the familiar voice must be Uncle Zhang! In order not to disturb his business, come to him later! I do n��t know if my footsteps are loud, or it ��s a call; a passing red paint door was gently opened Marlboro Red, and I stared, watching the doorknob, one hand, deeply burned by the years. Imprints, a gap in the door, a face, and the ditch is not shallow ... I looked at her sternly, she was full of joy, creaked, and pointed at my hand and shook slightly: "You Newport 100S... you, you Isn't that the little Xuner! "" Yes, Grandma Liu is good! "I shouted loudly, fearing she couldn't hear clearly. "Yo! They are so tall!" Grandma Liu touched my head with a smile. Her voice was a little hoarse after years of accumulation, but the sparkling youth flames were still burning in those crystal clear eyes, and the years passed with emotion. Walking further inside, I was careful, for fear of destroying this serene beauty. It seems that it is here that I take out the old key and open the door, huh! The cobwebs on the corner are laid peacefully, and the large tank on the ground sits "side-by-side" steadily. With one hand extended, you can touch the roof of the tile wall. This is a bungalow. The open space in front of the door is only enough to put down my bicycle. Enter the door, the small living room, which was actually my childhood, and they never went far. Go out, lock the door, and let the years seal the world again. This belongs to my left side. Take a closer look. It is still the familiar open space. Several elderly people are sitting on rattan chairs and holding a big fan Talk about the world and enjoy the purest joy in the world. I looked at the little boys who were playing with cars on the ground, how much like me when I was a kid! I smiled and said nothing. Out of the alley, I bumped into Uncle Zhang at the stall. He was still so energetic, a piece of white gossip and a pan-burning stove was all he had. "Isn't this Xiao Qiu classmate?" Unexpectedly Zhang Shu remembered me! I was cheerful, and he said to himself: "Now the people don't like to eat the scones I made!" My heart froze, hoo! The world seizes people's thoughts, but in fact they live a simple life. What regrets? Why should we pursue such high quality for breakfast? However, if you fall behind, you will be beaten! Yeah, no last resort! But we look back and look at these ancient alleys and the past days. The impression of those who have gone away has not gone far, and has never gone far Cigarettes For Sale. Ride your bike and go! Find the next world that seems to be forgotten but has never traveled far away! |
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