登泰山而小鲁,临阳台而小半个城市。因为在这里,我看到街心公园的蔷薇开了;对面楼上年轻的父亲,正热情洋溢地晾一大批尿布;风转向了,因为北边有个卖各种酱菜的什么居。诱人的发酵气味令人流口水;南边是个很老的糖果厂,房顶上一排老旧锈蚀的烟囱飘出香香的雾时,我会用力嗅一嗅。 Deng Tai Shan and Xiao Lu, Pro balcony and half a city. Because here, I saw the roses in the street park opened; the young father on the other side of the room was enthusiasm to hang a lot of diapers; the wind turned, because there is a home to sell a variety of pickles in the north. The tempting smell of fermentation was drooling; the south was a very old candy factory, and I sniffed hard as a row of old rusty chimneys drifted out of the fragrant mist.