一我蹲在我家巷子口的那家旧书摊前看书,裙子垂在地上,这一年我10岁。每天中午,我用本来用以长身体的午睡时间在这里翻看杂志。这家旧书店里的书极多,店老板长得也很不一般,有一撮马克思一般的大胡子,我怀疑他旧书店老板的身份后面有更传奇的身份。我正看得入迷,听到有男生从身后走过,那是我们班最淘气的一个男生,他大老远地踢过一块石子来,却只是打在我的裙边上。我站起身,回头怒视他一眼,那个无聊的小男生若无其事地嬉笑着走远了。我这一生已经过去的时光里,有三分之二是在这座小城度过的。这是潮州,它饱含一个人最重要的时光、最初的爱恋、最初的拔节…… When I was reading a book in front of the old bookstore in my alley, I was 10 years old. Every day at noon, I use the time to take a long nap to see the magazine here. There are so many books in this old bookstore that the store owner looks very unusual and has a handful of Marx-average bearded people who I suspect is more legendary behind his old bookstore owner. I was fascinated, I heard a boy walked behind, that is the most naughty boy in our class, he kicked a stone all the way, but just hit my skirt. I stood up and looked back at him, glaring at the boring little boy laughing and joking away. Two-thirds of my time in my life is spent in this small town. This is Chaozhou, it contains one of the most important time, the initial love, the first join ...