狭窄的古巷夹着灰蓝的天,脚下的青石板有着不言自明的古老,让人不由得放轻脚步。墙是潮湿而模糊了的岁月,表面松散,然而却巍然,一切都那么与想像契合,所有的环境都屏息等待着。拐角处,一抹海蓝、春绿、亮黑,娇倩的身影映入眼帘,我们等待的惠安女出现了。 The narrow ancient lanes are filled with gray and blue sky. The blue stone slabs at the foot are self-explanatory and people can’t help but lighten their feet. The walls were wet and obscured years, the surface was loose, but it was awkward. Everything was in agreement with the imagination. All the environments were holding their breath. Around the corner, a touch of sea blue, spring green, and bright black came into view. The Huian woman we waited for appeared.