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夜晚,步入五店市,首先映入眼帘的,是一栋红砖石的闽式古厝。微翘的燕尾脊华丽动人,勾起游子对故乡的丝丝眷恋;屋顶上的红瓦楞鳞次栉比地排列着,守护着一方水土;深褐色的木门褪去曾经的风范,印上了道道刮痕,见证了岁月的流逝。喧嚣的尘世中,似乎唯有这间古厝,宁静幽雅,散发出古老的气息。沿着青石板小路往里走,是一派小桥流水的景象。池塘外簇拥着一盏盏小灯,池塘里浮起荷叶。清风拂过,一双无形的手拨开荷叶,荷叶惶恐地向
At night, into the five stores, the first glimpse into the eye, is a red brick Min-style ancient houses. Weiqiao swallowtail gorgeous and moving, arouse the wandering wandering anchor hometown; the roof of the red corrugated row upon row, guarding one side of soil and water; dark brown wooden door faded once the style, printed on the road scratches, witness The passage of time. In the hustle and bustle of earth, it seems that only this ancient house, quiet and elegant, exudes an ancient atmosphere. Walking along the bluestone path, is a scene of a small bridge flowing water. Pond outside surrounded by a small lamp, floating in the pond lotus leaf. Breeze blowing, a pair of invisible hand poke the lotus leaf, lotus leaf to fear