初到马德里,经常捧着地图还是分不清东西南北,看街上行人,往来匆匆,目不斜视,一脸冷漠,问起路来不禁很有些犹豫,总想挑个面善的。后来才发现马德里人热情友好并甘愿无条件为人效劳,尤其是中老年人。一次我在马德里的超级市场迷失了方向,只好回身截住一位匆匆急行的中年绅士,只见他手忙脚乱的从皮包里掏出老花镜换下近视镜再接过地图仔细看过,详细地告诉我朝哪个方向,过几个街区,乘几路地铁,坐几站下车,然后再摘下老花镜换上近视镜重新提起皮包,其一丝不苟、郑重其事,仿佛在刹那间缩短了我和这个城市的距离。 Arrived in Madrid, often holding the map or indistinguishable things from north to south, watching the streets of pedestrians, contacts hurriedly, looking strabismus, a look of indifference, asking a question can not help but hesitated, always want to pick a good face. Later, it was discovered that the Madrid people were warmhearted and willing to serve their people unconditionally, especially the elderly. Once I lost my way in the supermarket in Madrid, had to turn around and stopped a hurrying middle-aged gentleman, I saw him in a hurry from the purse out of the reading glasses to replace the myopia and then read the map carefully read, in detail Tell me which direction, a few blocks, take a few subway, sit a few stops off, and then take the reading glasses replaced myopia to bring the bag again, its meticulous, solemn, as if shortened in an instant I Distance to this city.