Circus Lane is a quiet and exquisite street in Edinburgh. Every house is full of green plants, and it was a winter afternoon when I came here. The sun shines on the church at the end of the alley and shines with a golden glow. Many people who walk their dogs come and go, mixed with a bit of fireworks for this alley like a peach blossom. Accidentally fell a rag, raised their eyes, an old grandmother was wiping the window sill of the attic, we looked at each other and smiled. She said, wait a moment and take it down. I said, no, and threw the rag up. This simple interaction seems to break the solidified space-time, and I like this simple, gentle dialogue. The air of impetuous life sinks down, the fragrance of the city hundreds of times, the winter beauty is reflected in this low house in the alley.
MoreThis is a street where people can walk, take photos and admire the historic buildings on both sides of the street.
Circus Lane is a quiet and exquisite street in Edinburgh. Every house is full of green plants, and it was a winter afternoon when I came here. The sun shines on the church at the end of the alley and shines with a golden glow. Many people who walk their dogs come and go, mixed with a bit of fireworks for this alley like a peach blossom. Accidentally fell a rag, raised their eyes, an old grandmother was wiping the window sill of the attic, we looked at each other and smiled. She said, wait a moment and take it down. I said, no, and threw the rag up. This simple interaction seems to break the solidified space-time, and I like this simple, gentle dialogue. The air of impetuous life sinks down, the fragrance of the city hundreds of times, the winter beauty is reflected in this low house in the alley.