古宅改建的书店。
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/ad6ecbea77f6609b.jpg)
枯萎的植物,以另一种姿态活成长久甚至永久。
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/4f4c2a6a12df82fb.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/2cbe9c85327ce673.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/73b5a50c0bd36491.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/f21ae20da4a841cd.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/ed3ea7f6dd652c87.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/07fe90f5edbbd0b9.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/7f8654e9ec366e80.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/d4e4efbd8eeb11ef.jpg)
积攒尘土的天窗异化成斑驳图景让人恍惚。
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/78d7501756ed25d7.jpg)
朋友买了一对薄如蝉翼的蝉翼做的耳坠,荡漾出似水温柔。
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/643a261745e9f6a1.jpg)
花窗外绿意的浓恰似我们眸底的黑又带着光。
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/b3ee3a50957ab6c9.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/096e8952e4c0c8ab.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/5c3f43e18d655bd3.jpg)
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![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/93b8e704d00895c6.jpg)
也许,这些都是旁曳的斜枝。
那些汪曾祺的书、余光中的诗,那些翻的有些爛的纸才是它的魂。
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/4acc88ac56136d83.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/df546f7c4f0f730b.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/b9618f9255d75517.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/e9ee0f24484e6c68.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/59e7e86e82d3fce6.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/3c73007068e13f55.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/cb7408b49e6f9a4c.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/56c3135057c9cc1b.jpg)
门外,有发光的石板路,庄稼种成了心田,还有清澈的风。甚好,和这些美好邂逅在初夏的黄昏。
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/cf6ffa08a5410c91.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/4c62c820e51d7628.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/f590f226718e9928.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/91a8eb0e35889f7f.jpg)
![](https://img.haomeiwen.com/i12137673/5b6dbb82ef5109a7.jpg)
古宅改建的书店。
枯萎的植物,以另一种姿态活成长久甚至永久。
积攒尘土的天窗异化成斑驳图景让人恍惚。
朋友买了一对薄如蝉翼的蝉翼做的耳坠,荡漾出似水温柔。
花窗外绿意的浓恰似我们眸底的黑又带着光。
也许,这些都是旁曳的斜枝。
那些汪曾祺的书、余光中的诗,那些翻的有些爛的纸才是它的魂。
门外,有发光的石板路,庄稼种成了心田,还有清澈的风。甚好,和这些美好邂逅在初夏的黄昏。
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