少女时代的我很喜欢逛旧书店,因为新书的价钱对我来说是不小的负担,如果可以买到自己喜欢的旧书,真是物超所值。一小间一小间的旧书摊,狭仄的空间里,各式各样的书从书柜顶端一直堆到地板上。旧书摊总弥漫着陈旧纸张与油墨的气味,还有灰尘与发霉的气味,有时候令人不停地打喷嚏。老板坐在高高的椅子上掌控全场,告诉客人在哪一排可以找到哪一本书,并不 Girls’ age, I really like the old bookstore, because the price of a new book is not a small burden to me, if you can buy your favorite old books, really value for money. A small room for a small book stalls, narrow space, a variety of books from the top of the bookcase has been piled to the floor. Old bookstores are always filled with the smell of old paper and ink, as well as the smell of dust and moldy, sometimes people sneezing. The boss sat in the tall chair to control the audience, tell the guests in which row can find a book, not