“嘎吱嘎吱……”伴着第一声鸡鸣响彻云霄,又是那架熟悉的单车,每天来得是如此准时。声音很轻很轻,似乎怕扰了这份寂静。我就知道,是守护者来了!我家楼下的门卫爷爷是一位称职的守护者,人称外号“怪老张”。他说着一口流利的乡音,但普通话却是非常蹩脚。他总是笑呵呵的,一笑起来,就会露出少了颗门牙的大嘴巴,看起来憨憨的,饱经风霜的黄皮肤上刻着一道道深刻的岁月的痕迹,看起来六十多岁。“怪老张” “Crunching ... ” Accompanied by the first cock crowing the sky, but also that familiar bike, come every day is so punctual. Very light and light voice, seems to disturb the silence of the silence. I know, is the keeper came! My grandfather is a guardian downstairs downstairs, nicknamed “Blame ”. He speaks fluent accent, but Mandarin is very poor. He always smiled, laughing, it will reveal a small mouth of the incisors mouth, looks Hanhan, weather-beaten yellow skin engraved with traces of a profound years, looks more than sixties. “Strange old Zhang”