最近走进鸿兴里,我已不大认得了。但顺着弯弯曲曲的小弄,慢慢地走着,我仿佛又回到了孩提时那段快乐的时光。小时候一直住在外婆家,门牌号我到现在还记得:鸿兴里135号。门、窗、桌子以及床架子都用朱漆漆得通红。经过几十年的岁月沧桑,门框上已剥落了不少,渐露出黄色的木质,地板 When I recently walked into Hung Hing Lane, I did not recognize it. But along the small twists and turns, slowly walking, I seem to have returned to the happy time of childhood. When I was a child, I lived in my grandmother’s house. I still remember the number of the house number: Hongxingli No. 135. Doors, windows, tables, and bed shelves are painted red with lacquer. After several decades of vicissitudes of life, the door frame has been peeled off, exposing the yellow wood, flooring