I've moved to the house for almost a year. Everyday I pass through a traditional market to metro. I'd found that there is a narrow lane just by the market. Very often there were some student entering and going out of there. That was an amazing phenomenon since I thought the lane is too narrow to lead to a LIFE space (In our language it means not closed.) Someday I even saw a man pull along a motorbike through the lane. I supposed there must be another road or street opposite . Mom smiled and seemed not believe me.

One day I passed by the lane again and finally entered the lane. It is really quiet. I felt that I must be in the time tunnel. Even though the lane was about five meters at most, I spent more than ten seconds to pass through. Then I walked to the end and turned left......(to be continued.)