The lid is lifted, one cry out, "Dish came " I knew to be returned again that is street.
盖一掀，一吆喝，“菜来了”我便知又回到了那条街道。
Appear here static as busy as green Www.0279.NeT conflict none.
在这儿似乎静与绿色Www.0279.NeT忙是毫不冲突的。
Photograph comparing is other of ancient town blatant and flourishing, it is static. Come a few years, weak went on door wall vermilion enthusiasm, zhi of total Zhi of room bridge eave, had told the story of that associate with not was over, swallow will go again, went be being answered again, wander toward farther place in horizon line edge. Rainwater accumulates the Dang beside step, seam to lower stone slip, in most in coagulate a lichenous green jade is lubricious. Each other depend on each other wears scan widely looks at an old street to be like, wind comes silently, go stealthily again, leave fade for nothing lubricious lantern sways slowly. Eventually 9 other peoples opened 9 door plank, from the wooden chair that gave 9 to wrap an oar changes between aperture, the old person of bun of frost of 9 snow hair on the temples, they sit on the chair, it is on stone rank the insole that spreading new embroider of 9 a large bamboo or wicker basket or cutcha medicinal herbs. They are shaking cattail leaf fan is hoping this is long and narrow and street be worth exclusively long inspected two end -- the eastern side, the sun rises, the place that children leave; In the west, then the home is overspreading the small shop of smoke from kitchen chimneys.
相比其他古镇的喧嚣繁华，它是静的。几十年来，淡去了门壁上朱红的热情，房梁屋檐总吱吱呀呀，将那过往的故事讲过没完，燕子来了又去，去了又回，在天际线边往更远处徘徊。雨水积在台阶旁的氺凼，向更低的石缝滑去，在最深处凝成一抹青苔的碧色。放眼望去一排老街似是互相依着的，风静静地来，又悄悄地去，空留下褪了色的灯笼缓缓地摇摆。终于一两户人家揭开了一两块门板，从缝隙间变出一两把包了浆的木椅，一两个雪鬓霜鬟的老人，他们坐在椅子上，在石阶上铺着一两箩筐新绣的鞋垫或晒干的草药。他们摇着蒲扇望着这狭长街道唯一值得久视的两端——东边，太阳升起，孩子们离开的地方；西边，那家罩着炊烟的小店。
Sneak away as the mist of early morning in the west inn of that wife and children, turning brume brume heat. Street begin busy, burning sun broke up the brambling of come-and-go, changing fuggy summer heat to wander between ha-ha. Or driving electric car, or toing step on bicycle, or the people one after another that walk has dripped the water Dang of street edge. Sweat is stuck in lichenous on, kept a share stubborn, firm. They or just came from building site, or just had swept ave lane, happen to coincide however the ground gets together was in street carry on the west -- that concealed at busy streets small
随着清晨的薄雾溜入西边那家小店，化着霭霭热气。街道开始忙了，烈日驱散了往来的燕雀，换着闷热的暑气在矮墙间徘徊。或骑着电动车，或蹬着自行车，或步行的人们一个接一个淌过街边的水凼。汗水粘在青苔上，写了份倔强，坚强。他们或刚从工地赶来，或刚扫过大街小巷，却不约而同地聚在了街道的西端——那隐于闹市的小
Inn. Fan is in inn that a long time, here explore, stretchy neck, for fear that omited that guest. That corner, the host of small shop is two brother, the elder brother is in be in by the door in simple and easy kitchen, brandish is worn spoon, the beans with full glittering and translucent bowl is beautiful outside excessive is worn snow-white, monocular flash sends out several bowls, those who put full balm, hot pepper, caraway dip in dish. The knife since the knife falls, the flesh gets chop chunk certainly. Turn the pork that the head views a few jins already left boiler, see most boiler also owe a bottom again. Often here fabaceous flower is fast old, hot pepper should be added again there, water left here, the flesh has not left next boiler. Always in so busy small shop, little brother all the same busy point eat, send dish, receive a bowl to keep momently. Boiler and the ramshackle sound that spoon collides, fire and the clatter that oil collects, the talking of people sound, the chink in an endless stream of bowl chopsticks. People each is sweating, each light up with pleasure. Ado seems the hush that can forget a morning and worry, people is in steam is Bacchic in to one's heart's content, come-and-go... outside small shop still, lantern general head gently light.
店。风扇在店里那遥遥，这儿探探，伸长了脖子，生怕遗漏了那个客人。那个角落，小店的主人是两个兄弟，哥哥在正在门旁简易的厨房里，挥着汤勺，满碗晶莹的豆花往外溢着雪白，单眼一晃便送出去好几碗，放满香油、辣子、香菜的蘸碟。刀起刀落，肉一定得剁大块了。转头一看几斤的肉便已下锅，再看多半锅也就欠底了。往往这边儿豆花快老了，那边又要加辣子，这边水开了，肉还没下下锅去。总是这样忙的小店里，弟弟照样的忙点餐、传菜、收碗一刻不停。锅与勺碰撞的晃荡声，火与油相汇的哗啦声，人们的谈论声，碗筷的叮当声络绎不绝。人们个个满头大汗，个个喜笑颜开。忙乱似可以忘记早晨的寂静与苦恼，人们在热气喧闹中开怀、往来……小店外依然，灯笼将头轻轻的点着。
Small later shop had name, people always says here low-cost, content abundant stuff is enough. The person of far and near looks in light of collect, small market is lively also. Later also somebody persuades two people of brotherly to move out, do big business, also should refuse, remember dish price price changing all the time only, the beans that remembers full bowl full bowl is beautiful, the flesh of chunk chunk.
后来小店有了名气，人们总说这儿价格便宜，物丰料足。四面八方的人都凑来看看，小街也就热闹了。后来也有人劝兄弟两人搬出去，搞大生意，应也是拒绝了的，只记得菜价价一直没变过，记得满碗满碗的豆花，大块大块的肉。
Two people of brotherly were not taken away, small market also was defended original that is static, evening has gone, what imprint in the water Dang that is ironed cloudily is transparent sky.
兄弟两人没有搬走，小街也守住了原来的那份静，晚间走过，被烫得浑浊的水凼里印的是透明的天空。
This street precipitated busy streets is flourishing first heart and halcyon, tarry the life the passion of 100 flavour and business.
这条街沉淀了闹市繁华的初心与宁静，留住了生活百味的热爱与忙碌。