读《老街漫步》,总有一种冲动,即在晴朗的清晨,太阳刚刚升起,鸟儿还在沉睡,街道还很寂静的时候,捧着这本书,按着书中提示的街牌号码,沿着老街逐一走访百年前的建筑。读《老街漫步》,总是希望一气呵成,特不愿意被打断。因为那样,对一个建筑的情愫才会是连贯的,而非断断续续。否则,如同重圆的破镜子,难免留下拼嵌的痕迹。 Reading “Walking Street”, there is always an impulse, that is, in a clear early morning, the sun has just risen, the birds are still sleeping, the street is still very quiet, holding the book, according to the book street signs Number, one by one along the streets visited a hundred years ago the building. Reading “Walking Street”, always hope that one go, especially unwilling to be interrupted. Because of this, the feelings of a building will be coherent, rather than intermittent. Otherwise, as a rebuilt mirror, inevitably leave the mark of the mosaic.