现在,进入村庄的路只有这条碎石路。人们在路上来来往往,很少用双脚,更多的是驾驶着交通工具。时间长了,土灰色的路如同一个耄耋老人,每日发出的叹息声低弱而沉郁,通过它可以看到岁月如何改变了这个村庄。当我慢悠悠地走在碎石路上,聆听着从它身体里发出的轻微细碎之声时,真是一种享受。我想,假如我穿的是一双布鞋,那又会给碎石路带来怎样的欣喜呢。然而,除了村里的几个老人会用穿 Now, the only way to enter the village is this gravel road. People come and go on the road, rarely use their feet, more is driving a vehicle. A long time, earthy gray road like an elderly man, daily sigh sound low and depressed, through which you can see how the years changed the village. When I walked slowly on the gravel road, listening to the slight shattered sound from its body, it is really a pleasure. I think, if I wear a pair of shoes, then it will give the gravel road what kind of delight it. However, apart from the village a few elderly people will wear