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我小时候,住在一条很长的路的尽头,或者说,是一条在我看来好像很长的路。我上小学和中学时都放学走路回家,在我身后就是那座真正的小镇,人群熙攘,条条小径,夜幕降临后华灯初上。小镇尽头的标志是横跨在梅特兰河上的两座桥:一座窄窄的铁桥,汽车有时候到桥上会遇到麻烦,得有人把车拉到一边去,等另一辆汽车通过;另一座桥是一条木头的人行通道,偶尔会有一块木板不见了,你低头一看,就能看到下面那清亮亮的,淙淙流淌的河水。这一点我很喜欢,可是终究总会
When I was young, I lived at the very end of a long road, or a road that seemed to me so long. When I was in primary and secondary schools, I walked home from school and walked behind me. That is the real town behind me. The end of the town is marked by two bridges spanning the Maitland: a narrow iron bridge where cars sometimes have trouble going to the bridge and someone pulling the car aside and waiting for another car Another bridge is a wood walkway, occasionally a piece of wood disappeared, you look down, you can see below that clear bright, grim flowing river. I like this very much, but after all, always