一我家楼下就是早市,是一个季节性的早市。它冬季萧条,冷冷清清,没人在那逗留。冬季一过,它和万木一样,是一个充满了生机的早市。这是一个设在居民区的一个不足百米的早市,面积虽小,却挤满了各种商贩。早晨,太阳和月亮刚刚换完班,就急不可耐地把它的光亮毫不吝啬的洒满大地,商贩们也像蚂蚁搬家一样涌进了早市。各种叫卖声立刻就充填了这个早市,搅得居民们睡不好觉。起初,只是商贩们扯着嗓子喊的叫卖声。由于长时间用嗓子喊,喊得嗓子疲劳,商贩们也与时俱进,用起了先进的玩意,便换成了用早已录制好的麦克叫卖。天天早晨,东方泛白,人们就得被叫卖声喊醒。有人气得直嘟哝,有人气得直骂:“这帮人,扯个鳖脖子喊,还让不让人睡觉了?”可是,时间长了,习惯成自然,久而久之,要是每天早晨没有喊声,人们会觉得生活里缺少点 A downstairs is my morning market, is a seasonal morning market. It was a winter depression, deserted, no one was there. Once winter is over, it is like a lotus, a vibrant morning market. This is a less than a hundred meters morning market located in a residential area, but small in size but packed with traders. In the morning, when the sun and the moon just finished the shift, they impatiently shone their light on the earth, and the traders flocked to the morning market like ants moving. A variety of cries immediately filled the morning market, stirring residents to sleep well. At first, it was only the traders who shouted their throats. As a long time voice shout, shout throat fatigue, traders who also keep pace with the times, with the advanced gadgets, they replaced the already recorded good Mike selling. Every morning, the East is white, people have to shout wake up. There are people who have to mutter, there is a popular straight curse: “This group of people, pull a turtle neck shout, but also let people not sleep? ” However, a long time, used to be natural, over time, if not every morning Shout, people will feel the lack of points in life