一这是一条被树木遮得不透光的街道,能看到事物的光好像不是从空中倒下来的,而是从两边挤进来的,或者是来来往往的车流与人流拖进来的。光到了临街的一家小店铺,更吝啬了,只洒了薄薄的一层,好像一层纱。小店铺的门半开着,一副似饱似饿的样子。侧着身子走进里面,才能看到倚在墙上的几格架子,孤苦伶仃地蹲着一些肥瘦不一、颜色各异的袋子。那些袋子因里面疏松空荡的碰撞而聒噪不止,把小店铺的天花板掀落了几块。天花板上吊着一根一尺来长的小日光灯,摇摇欲 This is a street covered in opaque trees, and it can be seen that the light of things does not seem to fall from the sky, but come in from either side or drag in and out of traffic. Light to the street a small shop, more mean, and sprinkle a thin layer, like a layer of yarn. Small shop door half open, like a full hungry look like. Walking sideways into the body, to see a few shelves leaning against the wall, lonely standing squatting some different, different colors of the bag. Those bags because of the loose and empty inside the noise more than noise, the small shop ceiling was lifted a few pieces. Hanging on the ceiling one foot to a long small fluorescent lamps, shakes desire