古城残垣上头春草又一轮萌生,拱形门洞里那棵上了年纪的倒挂木莲依然孳蔓新绿,石板长巷里的庭院深幽清寂,热气蒸腾的小茶馆里,一旦老面孔发现了长街上的陌生人,总是投来欲探究竟的目光……我想念三十多年前钱塘江口北岸的那座江南小镇——盐官的神韵。 On the ruins of the ancient city of spring grass another round of initiation, the arched door hole in the old upside down Manglietia is still breed fresh green, slate long alley in the courtyard deep quiet, steaming teahouse, once the old faces found Strangers on the street are always cast for the purpose of probing ... I miss the thirteen years ago Qiantang estuary north shore that southern town - the charm of salt officer.