这里有一条长长的小巷.两边都是红色的木板房。青黑色的瓦楞间,疏落地散布些野草。窄窄的青石板小道。夜深人静的时候,走在上面,发出拍拍的响音,使小巷显得更深更空了.我的学生阿雪就住在巷的尽头.阿雪的眼睛很亮.虽不大,但从那微微眯起的眼缝中常流露出一种说不出的温柔。有时也有一种 There is a long alley. There are red wooden houses on both sides. Between the corrugated black and green, scattered weeds scattered. Narrow bluestone trail. In the dead of night, I walked over and made a banging sound, making the alley look deeper and more empty. My student Asha was living at the end of the alley. A Xue’s eyes were bright. Although not large, but from there Slightly raised eyes often reveal an indescribable tenderness. Sometimes there is also a kind