The alley is a flowing and idyllic prose in the architecture of the city, a quaint and diluted picture.
This kind of alley, often in the small cities of Jiangnan, is like an ancient girl, hiding in a secluded deep boudoir, and easily refusing to show her face. You have to live in this kind of city for a long time, and you have truly become a mo rebel with her, so that you have a chance to see her and come into contact with her delicate and quiet demeanor. She was not a rustic alley, a dilapidated, muddy, overgrown with weeds, lined with manure tanks. Nor is it Shanghai's lane, where people are lined up one after another, crowded and breathless; The peddlers longed for each other, by the dark little door, from time to time came out of some women with slippers, their hair was like a fluttering autumn canopy, their eyes were full of red silk, and their faces were left with irreconcilable overnight fat powder, and they lazily walked to the tiger stove to carry water. It is not like the hutongs of the northland, full of dust, and the yellow sand blowing in the wind.
This kind of alley, isolated from the red dust of the city, but not the flavor of the countryside. It was deep and long, and a man walked patiently and quietly, and it took half a day to finish it. She was so tortuous again, you looked ahead, it seemed to be blocked, but when you walked over, when you turned, it was still deep and quieter. It is often quiet, silent, and whenever you step into the alley, it is like a quiet dusk, and you can clearly hear the sound of your feet.
The walls are not tall or short on both sides, mottled with moss marks, and strings of green vines hanging on the walls are like quaint screens. In the wall is often the back garden of people's homes, repairing bamboo forests, and the nature is thin; In the spring, there are often a few delicate peach blossoms and apricot blossoms, and Lou Tingting, swaying her red sleeves from the wall, beckons to pedestrians. Walking through several wall doors, they were all tightly closed, and there was no one in sight, because they were all people's back doors. There is a dog lying by chance, but it will never bark at you in a cunning manner.
The beauty of the alley is its incomparable leisure. As long as you go to the alley for a while, the mood will be like an ancient well at the end of the alley, which is a kind of peaceful silence, not gloomy and solemn. It is quiet in the middle of nowhere, it is still the world. It may be a modern Wuyi Lane, the family has its own mourning account, a history of rise and fall, but the heavy door is stacked, the secret is deep, the sunset shadow, the wild grass idle flowers, the swallows fly low, looking for the old home. It's just an atmosphere as clear as water, purifying everything and making people forget their worries.
Do you feel too tired at work? I advise you to walk often in the alleys in your spare time, which is the best breath, will make you eliminate fatigue, and the tense heartstrings will be adjusted. If you are sometimes irritable and depressed, I advise you to go to the alley and groan for a while, you will be suddenly cheerful, comfortable, and forget both things.
Do you have a lover? I suggested that I should not take her to any famous garden resort, or take advantage of the morning and dusk season to take a walk in the deep alley. There, the two of you can talk at will, your hearts closer, the greedy gaze on the street, the malicious squint, there is no such thing in the alley; By chance, a figure appeared at the door of the wall, and it was often a girl who lived in simplicity, and when she saw you, she would shyly turn back and avoid it.
The alley is a typhoon shelter in the sea of people, giving people a sense of security; It is a cave and sky in the midst of the hustle and bustle of the city, resembling a royal pavilion road, which is convenient for ordinary people to wander and pretend.
Love to fight for profit after smell, and if you want to compete, please go to the long street downtown; Love light mouth thin tongue, argue about right and wrong, please go to the tea house restaurant; Love gongs, drums, boring, orchestral noisy, please go to the Songtai Theater; Love the tranquility of the indifferent, contemplative, deep alleys in which you are welcome!
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