路过外婆曾经的家,便顺着新铺好的柏油马路走了过去。我所熟悉的一切都如此陌生,仿佛我从未来过这里。没有了青石板街,没有了外公外婆一砖一瓦堆砌的凝聚着血汗的房屋。站在一堆废铜烂铁前开始寻找,寻找失落的村庄,寻找失落的村庄里早已远去的故事……童年,是在外婆家度过的。然而,随着时间的推移,那个嘴里含着糖葫芦,手里牵着洋泡泡,在院里追逐鸡群的小孩也模糊、消失了,取而代之的是一个学业繁重,连给外公外婆打个电话都没时间的学生。小时候,我最喜欢逗弄外婆家的鸡。每次喂它们,都要与鸡 Passed the grandmother had the home, then along the newly paved tarmac walked past. Everything I’m familiar with is so strange, as if I’ve never been here before. Without the Green Street, there is no grandfather and grandfather piled together brick and mortar houses. Standing before a pile of discarded scrap iron began to look for, find the lost village, looking for the long lost story of the lost village ... ... childhood, is spent grandmother. However, with the passage of time, the mouth contains sugar calabash, holding foreign bubbles in her hand, chasing chickens in the courtyard of the children also vague, disappeared, replaced by a heavy academic, even to the grandparents to make a Students who do not have time on the phone When I was young, I like to tease my grandmother’s chicken most. Each time you feed them, you have to be with the chicken