蓦然回首,又见古巷幽幽。——题记窗外,雨声不断。起身伫立,才知已有多久不见家乡的古巷。那长满苔藓的青石板一直延伸,铺满了我儿时的记忆。清晨,太阳轻轻掀开灰蒙蒙天空的一角。而她的珠光宝气一丝丝漏了出来,裹住了古巷。此 Suddenly look back, see ancient alley faint. - Inscription window, the rain continued. Standing up, I realized how long I have not seen the ancient lane of my hometown. That mossy quartzite has been extended, covered with my childhood memories. Early morning, the sun gently opened the corner of the gray sky. Her pearl treasure leaked out, wrapped in the ancient alley. this