奶奶要去西城路办事,顺便捎上我去看看她的老房子。走进这条小巷,就好像与现代化的都市完全隔绝了。外面的吵闹似乎一下子消失了,只留下我们自己的脚步声。两边的墙壁已经发黄发灰,写满了小广告,还有一些为遮盖小广告而新涂上的漆,灰色的墙上一块块白,显得很刺眼。继续往前走,见一个老大爷蹲在院门口抽烟,青紫色的烟冒出来,呛得我直咳嗽。可 Grandma to Xicheng Road to work, by the way take me to see her old house. Into this lane, as if completely separated from the modern city. The noise outside seems to disappear at once, leaving only our own footsteps. The walls on both sides had been yellow and gray, filled with small advertisements, and newly painted paints to cover small advertisements. The gray walls were white and dazzling. Continue to move forward, see an old man squatted in front of the courtyard smoking, blue smoke came out, choke me straight cough. can