正午,烈日当空。沐浴在阳光下的书报亭折射出一道道耀眼的光芒,记载着人们在那里留下的足迹,也记载着我的点点滴滴。——题记在我家附近那铺满浅绿色的砖石小道上,坐落着一间书报亭。它很小,很普通,深绿色的墙壁散发着丝丝春意,与身边似锦的繁花交相辉映,又仿佛在跟着花儿随风摇曳,吐露芬芳。一有空,我总是喜欢漫步于大街小巷,然而这抹不知名的深绿却如此深邃、如此空灵,总能在不经意间吸引我的目光,脚步也不由自主地向它挪动。书报亭中的书报品种繁多——报纸、杂志、连环画、童话书以及小说等,真是应有尽有,又杂而不乱! Noon, the sun is empty. The kiosk, bathed in sunshine, reflects a glittering light that records the footprints that people leave behind and also keeps track of my dribs and drabs. - Inscription on my shop near the light green brick path, there is a kiosk. It is very small, very ordinary, dark green wall exudes slightest spring, with the flowers around each other brilliant, but also as if the flowers swaying with the wind, revealing fragrance. When I was free, I always liked to walk in the streets, but this unknown dark green is so deep, so ethereal, always inadvertently attract my attention, the pace of involuntary move to it. Book kiosks in a wide variety of newspapers and magazines - newspapers, magazines, comic books, fairy tales and novels, and so on, everything and miscellaneous but not chaos!