Read aloud: Jia Xin
"Alley"
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 it has truly become a mow, so that you have the opportunity to see her and come into contact with her elegant demeanor. It is not a rural alley, it is dilapidated, muddy, overgrown with weeds, and lined with manure tanks. It is also not a lane in Shanghai, the rows of people's homes, crowded breathlessly; the peddlers are longing to come and go, the dark little door, from time to time out of some women with slippers, hair is chaotic like a wind-blown autumn canopy, eyes are full of red silk, the face is left with irreconcilable overnight fat powder, and they walk 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.
It is so tortuous again, you look ahead, it seems to have been blocked, but after walking past, a turn, it is still a deep alley, and it is more quiet. It is often lonely, lonely, 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. Inside the wall is often a home bamboo garden, repairing bamboo forests, the sky is thin; when spring comes, there are often a few delicate peach blossoms and apricot blossoms, Lou Tingting, from the wall to gracefully sway the red sleeves, waving 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 wildly at you.
The beauty of the alley is its incomparable leisure. Whoever you are, as long as you go to the alley for a while, your mood will be like an ancient well at the end of the alley, which is a peaceful silence, not a 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 is just an atmosphere as clear as water, purifying everything, enveloping everything, and making people forget their worries.
Do you feel tired and physically and mentally exhausted? I advise you to walk often in the alleys in your spare time, that is the best rest, will make you eliminate fatigue, nervous heartstrings are 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 suggest not to take her to any famous garden resort, or to 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 in the alley; by chance, a figure appears at the door of the wall, and often a reclusive girl, seeing you, will shyly turn back and avoid.
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 hustle and bustle of the city, which is like a royal pavilion road, which is convenient for ordinary people to wander and wander.
Love to fight for profits, the price of the barium must be compared, 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 and drums, the orchestra is noisy, please go to the Songtai Theater, love quiet and indifferent, contemplation, deep alleys are waiting for you!
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Reader Profile: Lu Jiaxin, working at the Rong Media Center in Shangdang District.