“你背向车站牌,就会看见一棵大榕树,榕树边有条路,你一直沿着路走过来就可以了。”我挂掉电话,背向车站牌,看见了那棵榕树和那条小路……我依然记得清晨时,阳光还来不及照穿整条冗长的弄堂,弄堂两边堆放着的箱子、锅以及垃圾桶,在雾气里浮出一圈浅浅的灰色轮廓来。到了傍晚时分,弄堂里亮起了昏黄的灯,一圈圈淡淡的灯温情地看着我坐在爸爸自行车的后座上,丁零当啷的车铃声在弄堂 “You back to the stop sign, you will see a big banyan, banyan tree road, you have been walking along the road. ” I hung up the phone, back to the stop sign, saw the banyan tree And that path ... I still remember the early morning hours when it was too late for the sun to shine through the lengthy alley, boxes, pots and trash piled up on either side of the alley, floating in a circle of light, gray outline in the mist. In the evening, alley lit yellow lights, a touch of light in the circle looked at me warmly sitting in the back seat of my father's bicycle, Ding Ling zero when the car ringing in the alley