生活在钢筋水泥笼裹的城市里,每当夜深人静的时候,远处街道上传来醉酒人的喧闹声一次次将我吵醒,在这时候,我彻夜难眠,回忆起儿时的点点滴滴。一座高山,一条峡谷,一间老房,一棵杨树等,都让我的记忆犹如喷薄而出的洪流冲破了记忆的闸门,一次次强烈地冲击着我的心房。不过回忆越多,却让我想起梁启超先生所说过的“少年人常思将来,老年人常思既往”那句话,我都开始怀疑我是不是真的老了。 Life in the cage in the cage of steel and concrete buildings, every night in the dead of night, drunk people in the streets up to the noise of my drunk again and again, at this time, I am awake at night, recalling the childhood bit by bit . A mountain, a canyon, a old house, a poplar, etc., let my memory as a gushing out of the flood broke through the gate of memory, time and again intense impact on my heart. However, the more memories, the more reminds me of what Mr LEUNG Kai-chau said: “I think that I am really old,” the phrase “young people often think in the future, the elderly often think”.