失语的巷子这条巷子越发越隐没在一些楼群的后面。每当我想要寻找什么时候,我总是可以想到那条巷子,陈旧、寂静,但最终,我再也没去穿越那条巷子。时光在做着某种专门的设置过去了,就是过去了。这条巷子很美,是朴素的美。它处在城市一角,大概到柏油路尽头,连接上土路的时候,就是进入这条巷子的入口,巷子中间的那条路不宽,两辆摩托车 Aphasia of the alley The more and more hidden in the alley behind some of the buildings. Whenever I want to look for, I always think of that alley, old, still, but in the end, I never went through the alley. Time is doing some kind of special set-up, it is past. This alley is beautiful and simple. It is in the corner of the city, probably to the end of the asphalt road, connecting the dirt road, is to enter the alley entrance, the alley in the middle of the road is not wide, two motorcycles