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都说一生痴绝处，无梦到徽州。我一直无法理解“梦”的含义是什么。
白天高耸的马头墙，斑驳的老石板巷子，幽暗深邃的天井，都不足以支撑我心中所谓的“梦”。
直到某一天夜晚，走在游客稀少的石板路上，昏暗的夜色将狭长的小路拉的更为幽长。
两边的房子点亮了红灯笼，这种红色的光即古典又幽暗。呈现出那种醉酒后迷幻的光影。
它投影在老石板上，将石板影射的异常温润，这便是时光刻在物品上的光泽。
它倒影在水里，红色的光影随着水波荡漾变化。好似相机脱焦后的重影。
夜晚所有的热闹都褪去，只剩耳边轻轻的流水声和眼睛里的一晃一梦。
这种穿越时空的朦胧感，就是我心中的“徽州梦”啊！
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