老的人喜欢咀嚼琐碎,喜欢回味。我自认是个不容易失忆的人,很年轻,却也习惯日后消化用敏感度捕捉带情绪的印象。如果说,一座城就是一本书,那么我对花城的印象是以页数计算的,且仅得一页。南方酷暑的高温还未从混沌的头脑完全冷凝下去,我依旧让那一页花城的印象发烫着。因为它还没完全离我远去。那交错的道路像经纬网般盘结在脑海,地铁里的熙攘的人影还遮挡着我如今的视线,我甚至会怀疑,我之所以看它很 Old people like to chew trivial, like aftertaste. I consider myself a person who is not easily amnesia, very young, but also accustomed to digesting the impression of sentiment with sensitivity in the future. If a city is a book, then my impression of Huacheng is calculated by the number of pages, and only one page. South hot summer heat has not yet completely condensed from the chaos of the mind down, I still let the impression of that page Huacheng hot. Because it has not completely left me. The staggered road is like a latitude and longitude network closed in my mind, the bustling shadow in the subway is also blocking my sight, I even suspect that I see it very