五月从南昌归来,很多同学问我印象最深的是什么?我想不是秋水广场那无与伦比的音乐喷泉,也不是雄伟有着历史文化气息的滕王阁,更不是号称亚洲之星的世界最大摩天轮。我要告诉你,是良心!去南昌的晚上,有件事一直留在我心中,一想起我便会感到莫名的悲怆。那是在麓山路,晚上十一点半,街上几乎已经没有行人了,一个捡废品的老人扛着自己的一天的劳动成果艰难的走在路上。她身体佝偻着,满头白发,昏暗的路灯下看 Returning from Nanchang in May, many students asked me what impressed me most? I do not think it is an unparalleled musical fountain at Qiushui Square, nor is it a magnificent Tengwang Pavilion with historical and cultural atmosphere, nor is it the world’s largest Ferris wheel known as Asia Star. I want to tell you, is a conscience! Nanchang night, something has always been in my heart, I think I will feel inexplicable grief. It was at Lushan Road, half past eleven pm. There were almost no pedestrians on the street. An old man picking up scrap products took the hard work of one day’s work to go along the road. Her body was shy, with white hair and dark street lights