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她想她的爱情和幸福,一定会像白苦瓜片一样,前味苦一点儿,但后味却有别处得不来的一点儿甜。被风吹散的苦瓜片下午起风了,冷风簌簌前行着,像是个心急的阅读者,想赶在天黑之前把时光多翻过一些。一直关门闭窗在屋里的金梨没感觉到,自从伍考周末在别处代课后,她就有了半天半天地绣十字绣的习惯,不为成品有多好,只为可以有事做做。等到傍晚出来时,她却猛然觉得今天有件事情真是不该,来不及换鞋,匆匆地就跑下楼去。她是跑下去找小竹箕,竹箕里装的是苦瓜片,是她今年种结的苦瓜切的,已
She thought her love and happiness will be the same as the bitter melon slices, bitter bitter before, but the aftertaste there is something else can not get a little sweet. Bitter winds scattered by the wind pieces of windy afternoon, the cold wind shy forward, like an impatient reader, trying to catch up in the dark before the time some more. Has closed the window in the house of the Jindal did not feel that since the weekend in the Ngau Choi substituting elsewhere, she had half-day embroidery cross-stitch habits, not how good the finished product, only to do something. Wait until the evening came out, she suddenly felt something really should not be today, no time to change shoes, hurriedly ran downstairs. She is running down to find a small bamboo Kei, bamboo Kei Zhu loaded in the bitter gourd film is her kind of bitter gourd cut this year, has