沿着石阶上去,我看到一眼望不到尽头的老街,原来风景就在这里。在现代城市建设发展的今天,这条老街似乎有些孤独,但我喜欢这样的孤独。她静静地躺在马鞍镇上,细一算,有百年了,老街已成了镇上历史文化的积淀。如今的她,已失去了曾经的容光美丽,就像一位经岁月洗礼的老人,写满了沧桑与悠久。曾经的惊艳与美丽,已没有多少还能记得了。百年的风华与繁荣,早已让岁月带走,留下的是历史的记忆,让人们追忆与寻找。在古镇老人的带领和解说下,我们用心品读着老街,寻 Going along the stone steps, I saw an old street at the end, where the scenery was. In the modern city construction and development today, this old street seems a bit lonely, but I like this loneliness. She was lying quietly in the saddle town, a fine count, a hundred years, the streets have become the town’s history and culture accumulation. Today, she has lost the beautiful beauty of the past, like a baptism of the elderly, filled with vicissitudes and long. Once amazing and beautiful, there is not much to remember. A hundred years of elegance and prosperity, already let the years away, leaving the memory of history, so that people recall and search. Under the leadership and explanation of the elderly in the ancient town, we carefully read Old Street, looking for