华兹华斯在他的长诗《序曲》第七卷“寄居伦敦”里写道:“伦敦这样的大都会/熙熙攘攘的街头/如此寻常的我/在人群中踽踽独行/那一种感觉是/穿梭经过你的每一个面孔/它都是一个谜”。的确,在川流不息的伦敦,不仅是面对金发碧眼的鬼佬,即使看着这唐人街的无数亚裔面孔,或许仍旧会疏离感不减。钟宜霖的新书《唐人街》(江苏凤凰文艺出版社2015年1月版)就是勾勒了这么一群我们既熟悉 Wordsworth wrote in his seventh verse, “Overture,” “London-in London,” in his long poem: “London / Metropolis / Bustling Street / So Ordinary / I am alone in the crowd / A feeling is / shuttle through every face of yours / it's a mystery. ” Indeed, in the midst of a steady flow of London, not only is it in the face of blonde gay guys, it may still be alienating even when looking at the numerous Asian-American faces in Chinatown. Zhong Yilin's new book, “Chinatown” (Jiangsu Phoenix Arts Publishing House January 2015 version) is to outline such a group we are both familiar