一最近一次买槐豆约莫是两年前的事了。那时我还住在老玻璃厂附近的筒子楼里。无论冬夏,整个楼道都挤满了一种类似于变质了的润滑油的气味。每当这种气味涌入鼻腔,我的脑子里就会出现一辆老式的二八自行车。黑乎乎的链条粘满蛛网,往下淌着一种黄色的不明粘稠液体。一滴一滴,砸在地上,像双齿碾压 A recent purchase of locust bean is about two years ago. At that time I also lived in the creel near the old glass factory. No matter in winter or summer, the whole corridor is packed with an odor similar to the deteriorated oil. Whenever this smell into the nose, my mind will appear an old bike twenty-eight. Black chain sticky cobweb, dripping down a yellow unidentified viscous liquid. Drop by drop, hit the ground, like a double-tooth roller compaction