青砖,白墙,黑瓦。这应该就是老城了。站在已积满灰尘的青石路上,抬眼望,不由得百感交集。那扬州人曾经为之骄傲的城墙,如今已变得如此破旧不堪。苍凉。我想说的只有两个字。上前,信手轻扶那充满岁月刀痕的砖,手竟不由得有些颤抖。那是曾经的繁华,曾经的荣誉。如今,这苍老的断垣 Blue brick, white wall, black tile. This should be the old city. Standing on the dusty Qingshi Road, I looked up and could not help but feel mixed. The walls that Yangzhou people once were proud of have now become so dilapidated. desolate. I only want to say two words. Going forward, he handed a hand to the brick full of years of scars, and his hand could not help but tremble. It was once the prosperous, once honored. Now, this old broken