再次回到外婆家的小镇时,我差点儿有了种迷路的感觉。小镇的变化太大了,以前简陋的车站已变成现代化风格的客运站,道路两旁破烂不堪的小平房也都升级成了两层欧式的小洋房,这些巨大的变化让我找不到通往外婆家的路。“嗯,让我想一想,下车后直走两百米,在岔路口左拐直走,第五间红砖房就是外婆家了。”我按着脑海中的记忆寻找着。这一路上遇见了四五个农民,大概是我外婆的邻居——看着我长大的长辈。他们用乡音喊着我的乳名,可我却不怎么听得懂了。面对着他们慈祥、期待的目光,我只好 When I returned to my grandmother’s town again, I almost felt lost. Changes in the town is too large, the shabby station has become a modern style of the terminal, the shabby small cottage on both sides of the road have also been upgraded into a two-story European-style small house, these huge changes I can not find through To the grandma’s way. “Well, let me think about it, get off straight after two hundred meters, turn left at the fork in the road, the fifth red-brick house is the grandmother. ” I press the memory of my mind to find. Four or five peasants met this way, probably my grandmother’s neighbor - watching the elders I grew up in. They shouted my name with the accent, but I did not quite understand it. In the face of their kind, looking forward to the eyes, I had no choice