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一个天气晴朗的早上,我到附近的邮筒投寄信件,回来的路上,发现家旁边的空地上,有一位老婆婆背对着我蹲着。老婆婆穿着灰色毛坎肩,头上裹着布手巾,脚上趿着草鞋。她佝偻着瘦小的身体蹲在地上,正用一把玩具般的园艺小铁铲刨土。像是住在这附近的老人,但是这一片住宅区的人家太多,老婆婆看上去有点儿面生。刨完土后,她将满是皱纹的手插进围裙的口袋,掏出种子一样的东西播撒起来。如老鸟
On a fine sunny morning, I sent letters to the nearby postbox, on the way back and found an old woman on the open space next to my home, squatting back to me. Granny wearing a gray haircoat, his head wrapped in cloth towel, feet stabbed straw sandals. She was squatting thin body crouched on the ground, using a toy-like gardening shovel digging soil. Like the elderly living near this, but too many people in this residential area, the old lady looks a little pasta. After she had finished digging the soil, she put a wrinkled hand into the pockets of the apron, and sifted out her seed-like things. Such as the old bird