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朋友辗转租到一间小屋,可那是怎样的房子啊,房间窄小、阴暗,所有的家当往里一放,根本没有下脚的地,唯一光线充足的地方就是个一米大点的阳台,可对着国道,车声嘈杂,一阵阵震得心颤。他还没住进去,我就给他下了结论,这么差的房子,你绝对过不安生。一个月后,突然接到他的电话,他热情地邀约我:“来吧,来我这坐坐吧,那天你帮我搬了那么多的书,我还没向你表示感谢呢?”“书,什么书?”原来那天我帮他搬的三个死沉死沉的纸箱子,全是他的书。
A friend was rented out to a small house, but what kind of house ah, the room narrow, dark, all the home where a put inside, there is no foot to the ground, the only light enough place is a one meter big balcony, Can be facing the national highway, car noise, bursts shock quivering. He did not live in, I gave him the conclusion that such a poor house, you are absolutely unhappy. A month later, I suddenly received a phone call from him. He warmly invited me to: “Come on, come sit here with me, and you have moved so many books for me that day. Have not I yet thanked you?” “” Book, what book? "The original day I helped him to move the three sank paper boxes, all his books.