從鬧市轉(zhuǎn)彎霜威，進入一個名曰“山塘街”的地方乙漓，生活的節(jié)奏突然間就慢了下來。
午后的陽光里，人們悠閑自得攘宙，年輕人在茶樓喝茶趁矾，休憩慷暂，老年人也三三兩兩聚在一起驹闰，仿佛所有的故事都發(fā)生在這樣一個午后，一切都那么自然皿桑，生活本應有的那份自然毫目。
After I made a turn entering Shantang Street, a small street with a small canal by one side, everything slowed down.
It was an afternoon, and the sun was generously shedding its soft late autumn light. On the street, everything is endowed with a sense of warmth and coziness. The young people were sitting in a tea house killing time and the senior ones were gathering in an old house talking about good old days. Everything is happening in a way it should.
秋天的天平山蔬啡，美得如同童話世界，在這里我流連忘返镀虐，踟躕不前箱蟆。
The next day, I went to Tianping Hill, where the beautiful scenery which made me feel as if I was in a fairly world attracted me so much that I was really reluctant to leave.
然而我最終還是要離開，回到我的日常中去刮便！生活雖累空猜，但我依然感恩，能夠忙里偷閑已是一種幸福恨旱，不奢求辈毯，但心安。
