每次坐在车上,我感到车窗外的景象如同一卷巨大而绵长的胶片,在眼前连绵不绝地滚动,呼啸而来,又倏然飞逝。那次,乘坐的公共汽车正行驶在高速公路上,我看见公路的不远处有一座灰色的建筑,黄昏最后一缕阳光照在上面,被染上一层古典而怀旧的浪漫色彩,让人想到中世纪佛罗伦萨街道两旁 Each time I sit in the car, I feel like a huge and long film of the car window rolling endlessly in front of me, whistling and fleeting. That time, the bus ride is driving on the highway, I saw a road not far from a gray building, the last ray of sunshine at night above, was dyed a layer of classical and nostalgic romantic, people Think of medieval Florence streets