Mouth. Old people sat on the threshold chatting. Those stories that belong to them are dusty wines, which become more and more mellow with the passage of time. They talk loudly and laugh wildly, and nothing can stop them from doing so.
The truest self. Children are running around in the alley, playing their games.
Fei lives in an old courtyard in an old alley with a round gate and a hall for ancestors. There are rooms in the yard, and there are two in her family, both of which are very narrow. A wooden partition, outside
Facing the living room, her parents live in it. There is a curtain hanging in the middle of the other room. Fei and her sister sleep inside, while her brother and sister sleep outside. The kitchen is under the eaves and crowded with others. At the end of the eaves, there is a small room.
Install a thick board, that is the shower room. There are toilets in the yard, and people often queue up, so there are spittoons under each bed for convenience.
It's a long flight home. The alley is winding, deep and narrow, and clean slate and grass protrude from the gap in the corner, adding new interest to this gray-black alley. Fei took me from the road into an alley, then turned into another alley, and then turned into another alley, which made me dizzy, so that I couldn't find her home alone.
Many old houses have gaps in their walls. We found one, climbed up the wall and roof, and the tiles clicked under our feet, raising a little dust. At first, we were afraid to put the old one
The tiles have been trampled for a long time, and we found that these seemingly fragile tiles are actually very strong, so we ran around on them with confidence, from one courtyard wall to another, and then sat on the highest roof.
Look at the dusty old house and the looming cobwebs under your feet.
Those ancient courtyards and linen alleys contain traces of time, stories of life and many confusing legends.
We have all kinds of legends about alleys, true or false. There are people, demons, demons, beauty and ugliness ... Let's verify the authenticity of these legends, ask people around us and explore the place where the story takes place. ...
Alleys are actually very lonely. Old people and children are imaginary situations and only appear in relatively large alleys. In the alley, basically only the wind plays hide-and-seek around. After a long time, they get tired and stay in the shade.
Place, comfortably take a nap. Fei and I like to walk into those deserted alleys best. The alley is very narrow, and the walls on both sides are very high, blocking all the light, except a narrow ray of light leaking from the top of the head. We like
This cold feeling, as if there are only two of us in this world, we wander in the alley, dizzy and confused.
It's the old city, big old houses, and alleys between houses, criss-crossing like cobwebs. We wandered in the alleys, constantly discovering new alleys and constantly taking them away.
Forget the alley you walked through. Sometimes we will put a small flower on the passing courtyard gate or lattice window, hoping to bring a hint of spring to the people inside; We also wrote a lot of notes and scattered them in the alley where we arrived, expecting those papers.
The lever can carry the desire of the drift bottle; We used to stand in an alley and shout a name to see if anyone by that name came out and asked, who are you? Then we said, you are ... we are doing all kinds of strange things until.
I found the calligraphy in the alley.
I have always believed that the appearance of Chinese calligraphy is something that God has already doomed. Otherwise, Fei Hui and I have been wandering in this old alley, never knowing how far the end is.
We passed by occasionally that day, and Xizi stood at the corner of the alley and looked around, but he couldn't find the way out.
We are good boys who are ready to help others. Take him out and wander in cobwebs. But as soon as we turned around, we fainted, as if we had been walking in an identical alley, even by the courtyard wall.
Small ditches all look the same. Seeing that it was dark, the alley looked very dark, and there was a bad smell coming on my face. Legends about foxes and monsters in the old house spread out in my mind one after another. I started to get scared and run away.
Hold my hand tightly, and her hands are all soaked with sweat. At this time, Xizi volunteered to find the direction and took us out of the maze.
Later, when we went to the alley again, it was easy to come out. We say that Chinese calligraphy has a special smell, which triggers the aura of inner senses, traps us in it and leads to confusion. But just because we got lost this time, Xizi and I became three musketeers in the alley.
At that time, Xi Zi had just graduated from university and was an intern in a company. Because he wanted to live independently, he borrowed a house from a friend and moved to an alley deep in the old district. Said it was an alley, really.
It is because it is too small, so small that a person can walk through it, and there is no gap at all. Standing in front of it, I feel breathless and oppressive. But through the narrow alley, my eyes suddenly lit up, and the alley was
At the end is a clearing, crowded in the old courtyard wall, planted with various plants, and full of green is dotted with a peach blossom garden in this gray old house area.
I like the house rented by Xizi very much. Fei and I ran to find him when we had nothing to do, sitting on the creaking rattan chair and admiring the plants that couldn't be named. Many people in this house have moved away, and it's quiet around.
Even the insects in the corner lowered their voices, and we chattered and argued, or said nothing, quietly tasting our own worries, or queuing up, squatting in the alley and looking up at the top of our heads.
A glance at the sky makes me feel depressed.
Fei and I are two elves, flying around the alley with colorful wings in black and white rendering, and he is a forgotten old house at the end of the alley, waiting for us to rest on his wall.
In fact, Xizi is very familiar with this old district. He has many friends who live in the old district. He has been chasing these alleys since he was a child, and he knows every alley like the back of his hand, but he is still very close. When we thought we had cheated him, it turned out that we were trapped by him.
I thought we could live like this until the end of time, but there is always a story of dog blood in the life of dog blood, and we are no exception. The story of dog blood is very vulgar, that is, I found myself in love, but when all kinds of things were tangled, I saw the photos in Fei's wallet.
Feihui patted me on the shoulder with innocent eyes, exaggeratedly recommended all my good things to Xizi, and then said simply, where can such a good person find it? Xi Zi smiled and I blushed. If I didn't,
The photos I saw in Fei's wallet will always be sweet in lies. I know the truth. When I said it again, I saw how many teasing meanings, and I also saw the meaning of her exchanging eyes with Xizi.
Long laugh. At that moment, I felt like a fool. We will still drill around the alley together, but the air in the alley is becoming ambiguous bit by bit.
Later, Xizi officially went to work and moved out of Hutong. Later, Fei Jia also moved out of the alley and moved into the building in the new district. I have never lived in an alley, but I am attached to it. But I stopped asking them out, and I-
I will wander into an alley alone and slowly walk through one alley after another. More often, I will go to the house where I used to live. The rattan chair is still there, although it is getting worn out, the flowers and plants around it are getting longer and more lush.
Sheng, a huge momentum swallowed up the whole space. I curled up in that alley, holding my knees, stupefied and motionless.
After the controversy over whether the old area should be protected or not, the excavator boomed in, like a monster with a big mouth, devouring those deep and shallow alleys and old houses with a strong sense of history eroded by wind and rain.
I went to the old district with my camera on my back, trying to keep the places that left their marks in my life. I turned into an alley at random from the road and was surprised to find that this was the yard where the Fei family once lived. There is no need to go around so many alleys on the way to her house. It turns out that from the beginning, these alleys gave me a spell.
I didn't take any photos that day. All day, I walked in the alley. It was dark, and I walked out of the alley and looked at the old house that was swallowed up by darkness and was about to disappear in the city. And the best time of my life, also flowing in these alleys, and then sucked dry by the years.