我走路的时候,总会不知不觉地仰起头,望天。看大片大片的蓝落下来,或是成群的鸟从一栋楼的上方掠过另一栋。这个习惯是什么时候养成的?路旁有卖爆米花的小贩。香甜的味道、温暖的热气弥漫着。突然想起童年的时候,外婆在火炉旁读报纸的情形,厚厚的棉袄,认真的神情,白色的热腾腾 When I walk, I always look up unconsciously and look up at the sky. Look at large swaths of blue falling, or groups of birds passing over one building. When was this habit developed? There were vendors selling popcorn on the roadside. The sweet taste and warm heat filled the room. When I suddenly remembered my childhood, my grandmother read newspapers by the fire, thick cotton-padded jackets, serious expressions, and a hot white heat.