那时候,常年居住在S市一条名不见经传的悠深小巷里,不觉得生命有什么乐趣。整日地忙着上班认真工作,下班回家吃饭看书,欢乐也罢,忧虑也罢,生命总是那么平淡无奇。年轻的心就总是渴慕着某一天倘有一块金砖从小巷的天上掉下来,砸破了头皮,也是值得。记得是某一年初夏的一天黄昏,晚霞在天边涂抹上最后一层蜜汁,大雁结伴在空旷的天宇欢快地飞翔……我寂寂地徒步穿梭于附近的小街小巷,一副总觉得丢失了什么又想寻回些什么的模样。这些巷子都一色的古朴和淡雅,和周围那些橉次栉比的幢幢高楼比起来,只能是现代文明的一种优美的点 At that time, perennial living in the city of S unknown little deep alley, do not think life has any fun. Working hard all day long to work hard, home to go home after work reading, happy worth mentioning, worry worth mentioning, life is always so bland. Young heart is always hungry for one day if there is a gold brick alley from the sky fall, smashed the scalp, it is worth it. I remember the early summer day of the year, one evening, the sunset on the horizon smear the last layer of honey, geese go hand in hand in the open sky joyously fly ... ... I walked quietly in the vicinity of the streets, a total felt Lost what they want to find something look like. These alleys are all the same in simplicity and elegance, compared with the numerous tall buildings that enclose them in successive rows, which can only be a beautiful point of modern civilization