那条小路留给我的记忆,我相信,将是永恒。一条永远都泛着湿润灰黑的小路。道路两边,英式风格的村庄建筑百年不变。恰逢雨后的傍晚,放眼望去,一辆辆卧伏在路边的私家车好似匍伏在湿漉中的软体长虫栖身雨后的汪洋。夕阳斜下,余辉照进地面洼地的积水,片片青绿倒影在荡漾的水波中,小路安详,蜿蜒到五彩斑斓。路口左边坐落着远近文明,有着悠久历史的Semley Dance Studio。一抹青白墙体把这座只有两层楼高的英式洋房包裹。老房孤傲地挺立,像是要与世隔绝。距离练习还有一会儿,各国的舞者正陆续赶来。拖 That path left me memories, I believe, will be eternal. A grizzly path always glowed. Both sides of the road, the British-style village building a century unchanged. Coincides with the evening after the rain, looking ahead, a private car lying on the roadside like creeping creep in the wet worms sheltered ocean after the rain. Sunset oblique, afterglow shines into the ground depression water, green reflection in the waves of waves, the path serene, meandering to colorful. To the left of the intersection is a Semley Dance Studio with a long history of civilizations. A touch of white walls to this only two storeys of British house parcels. Old room stand proudly, like to be isolated. For a moment, there will be dancers from all over the world. drag