Inthemorning,Iwalkedtheroad,walkinginadreamofme.
　　Intheearlymorningdewisnotdownwhen,inthelastnightofresidualstarhasnotreturnwhen,inacuckoohasnotcrow,Iatthecrossroadsslightlystoodandwalkedbrisklythroughthefamiliarandunfamiliarstreets.Donotknowme,willIforgetthepeoplecannotseemeonce,Istillsilentlyinthemiddleofhisdoor.
　　Thatroadseemstobeveryshort,muchshorterthanachild,itisverylongandverylong,walkinghereasifinalongdreamgraduallywakeup.DawnisnotHei,coolbreezeblowing,apersonwhogetsupearlyinthemorningonmysidehurried,youthrunning,walkingtheaunt,highschoolstudents,tocleanthestreetsofsanitationworkers,assoonaspossibletoselltheaunt...Ifinallyfeltaveryfamiliaratmospheretopavement:
　　Itwasanoldhouse,lowlowlocatedbehindthetall,paleblueskyintheveilsofthestrandsofXiaYunrulikelightcoverit,Shaoqing,andreturnthe,skyandsoChengnet,liketheeyesofElNino.Redbrickseveralweathered,afterrepair,bookslogans,wroteadvertising,groundcement,ablackpaintbrush,andfinallyallisovershadowedbyyearsofdust,themarkisblurred,windandrainthenexposeitpeeledoffonelayeratatime,apieceofcomplexformation.Thewindowunderthedarktrees,grassgreentiles.Inthisrowuponrowoftallbuildingsbehinditislonelyandhelpless,unique,Fengqingthinclouds,mistyXiHu,letmyeyesabrightatthesametimealsoletmeknowitisastory.
　　Itdoeshaveastory,notjustitsstory,isI:themistydawnalldriftingfurtherandfurtheraway,andgraduallyclearup,timeseemstoflowbackwards.ThisiswhereIgrewup,itcarriesmychildhood,whenIwasachildIjuststareatthecommonyard,butIchosetoseesomethingnewandfun,itgivesmerichimaginationfromwhich;whenIwasachildifthewronged,thebestwayistocomebackhereinmylittlebedagoodsleepwhattroublesareforgotten,itgivesmeasolidshieldwall;Iherelearnedalotofknowledge,itgivesmetheidealwings;inmyfailureencounteredsetbacksIwillbeheretopickup,isitgivesmenewhope.Isitsilentlyselflessnosmellofinclusiveoftheoncenaivewaywardme,meticulouscareoftheoncetheyoungmind.Althoughleavethereformanyyears,manythingshavebeenforgotten,butithasneverfaded,itstillkeptinmyheartthemostsoftplace,bearingmymostbeautifulmemories.
　　yard,seetheyarddeeploftysky,seetheskyYinhuicoldsprinkledmoon,seethemoonbehindthequietandbrightstars...
　　InthefaceofthelongdreamIfinallywokeup,wenttoitcamenearandreachedouttotouchit,hasafastcoldbrandsegmentinourmidst,'infrontoftheconstruction,pleasedonotclose.Isitgoingtobetorndown?Inmyheartthereisastrangefeeling,asifitwerelosingsomethingimportant.AsIwalkedpast,Iwenttothedoor,thedooracrossthetwoworlds,foralongtime,andthedoorthatIhadneverknown......
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