In the Alley

In the bustling city, there are always some forgotten corners that lie quietly in the veins of the city, telling their own stories. And 'In the Alley' is such a place. In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight passes through the narrow alley entrance and shines on the bluestone slabs, the alley begins its day. Those stone slabs, polished by the years, have witnessed countless footsteps and carried countless memories. The houses on both sides of the alley, though slightly old, each window and door exudes traces of time, as if telling ancient stories. Walking deeper into the alley, you occasionally meet a few elderly people who have risen early. They either sit in front of their doors or stroll leisurely, their faces filled with contentment and tranquility. Their presence fills the alley with the breath of life and lets people feel the quiet beauty of time. However, the alley is not always so peaceful. In the afternoon, occasionally a few children run out of the alley, chasing and playing, breaking the silence of the alley. Their laughter and shouts echo in the alley, bringing vitality and energy to this ancient alley. In the evening, when the afterglow of the setting sun shines in the alley, the whole alley is dyed with a layer of golden yellow. At this time, the people in the alley begin to get busy, preparing dinner or gathering to chat. Those homely words and familiar laughter make people feel extremely intimate and warm. After nightfall, the alley returns to tranquility. Only the occasional barking of dogs and the distant sound of traffic break this tranquility. But even so, the tranquility and serenity of the alley still make people feel extremely comfortable and relaxed. 'In the Alley,' this forgotten corner, though inconspicuous, is full of the breath of life and traces of time. It has witnessed the changes and development of this city, as well as the lives and dreams of countless people. In this bustling city, it is a place where people can relax and feel the beauty of life.