关上车门,撑开花伞,灰蒙蒙的天空在眼前模糊成地平线,无数缠绵细雨从愈发深邃旷远的天幕中尽情挥洒开来。远处,沉暗与昼白,将我魂牵梦绕的小镇衬出刺目的光晕。无从言喻的澎湃感顷刻涌遍了全身,我几乎欣喜地高呼起来,仿佛近在咫尺的故乡立即会作一声应答。沿着满眼裂纹的长墙走着,踏过嶙峋的青砖残石,奔向那阔别许久的老院。生锈的铁门发出厚重 Close the door, propped open parachute, gray sky in front of blurred into the horizon, numerous lingering rain from the more profound and far away from the sky to enjoy. The distance, darkness and daytime, the dreamed of my town lined with harsh halo. An inexplicable sense of surging influx of the body over an instant, I almost shouted delight, as if the immediate hometown will make a quick response. Walking along the long wall covered with cracked eyes, stepped over the stubborn brick masonry, toward the long absence of the old homes. Rusty iron gate issued thick