站在那座古老的城门前,我不敢挪步。我这双鞋,曾踩在车流拥挤的柏油路上,踩在人潮如水的电梯上,踩在疯狂喧嚣的迪厅里,我衣服的纹路里,充斥着城市上空的废气味。我的身上,有着太多的现代气息。我不知道,我的到来,将给这座古朴、典雅的小城带来怎样的灾难。小城,默默矗立在那里,像极了一位端庄 Standing in front of that ancient city, I could not move. I pair of shoes, had stepped on the crowded asphalt road, step on the crowd of elevators, stepping on the crazy disco disco, my clothes lines, filled with waste smell over the city. My body, with too much modern flavor. I do not know, my arrival, will give this simple, elegant little town what kind of disaster. Small town, silently stands there, like a very dignified