这城,久违了。时隔三年,我还是回来了。坐在街角的餐饮店,手中捧着初中同学赠予的书,静静地坐着。也许是新年的缘故,原本热闹的街上的人出奇得少。记忆里街面上总是人来人往的,摆摊的,叫卖的,逛街的……“需要点什么?”“两杯茶,谢谢。”“可以教我泡茶吗?”妇人愣了愣,又莞尔一笑,微微点了点头,便转身离去。“对面的旧书店呢?”“都走了,眼镜店老板要扩张店面。”“不走不行吗?”“生意不景气啊!”说着她已坐下,清洗着茶具。我又望了望对面,那时,我们还可以忙里偷闲站在旧 This city, long gone. After three years, I still came back. Sitting in the corner of the restaurant, holding a book from a junior high school student, sitting quietly. Perhaps it was the New Year’s sake. The people on the lively streets were surprisingly few. Memories are always on the street, people come and go, stalls, peddlers, shopping ... “What do you need?” “Two cups of tea, thank you.” “Can you teach me tea?” ?“The woman was stunned and smiled again. She nodded slightly and turned to leave. ”Is the opposite old bookstore?“” are gone. The optical shop owner wants to expand the store. “”Wouldn’t it go?“ ”The business was in a bad mood!“ ”I said she was sitting down." Clean the tea set. I looked across from the other side. At that time, we could still stand idle