留下会怨,离了亦想。对你,这片十五年来从未离开过的土地,我就是这么矛盾。你实在称不上美。虽然隔壁就是灵巧的乌镇,再多走些,便是天堂苏杭,要山有山,要水有水,符合中国人对自然环境的最高审美标准,但是你被钢筋水泥掩埋,被一辆辆推土机碾了又碾。山不尽绿,水不尽清,房子,又是不断地拆建。八十岁的人,无处回忆老屋老街上的细碎阳光,十几岁的孩子,连可 Leave will complain, but also leave. To you, this land that I have never left in 15 years, I am such a contradiction. You can’t really call it beautiful. Although next door is a smart Wuzhen, take a few more trips. This is heaven and the Suhang. There are mountains and mountains, and water and water. This is in line with Chinese people’s highest aesthetic standards for the natural environment, but you are buried by reinforced concrete, and you are transported by a vehicle. Bulldozers grind and grind. The mountain is not green, the water is not clear, the house, but also continue to demolition. Eighty-year-old people have nowhere to remember the shattered sunlight on the old streets of old houses, teenagers, even