弗罗伦斯姑婆有一个漂亮的旧写字桌。这是我曾祖父一百年前结婚时收的贺礼,然后由他传给了姑婆。我小时候,总爱把手伸进它那漆黑发亮的橡木书架和分类小格子中,去探索那里面究竟藏了些什么。它的每一个小方格我都搜寻过了,唯独那个活动翻板上的小抽屉没法搜寻。那是弗罗伦斯姑婆收藏她最值钱的文件和她秘密珍宝的地方。“那里装的是我和上帝之间的秘密。”被我孩子气的好奇问急了时,她会这么告诉我。 Aunt Florence has a beautiful old writing desk. This is a gift received by my great-grandfather at the wedding of a hundred years ago and then passed on to his aunt. When I was young, I loved to put my hand into its dark oak bookshelf and small grid to explore what was hidden inside. It’s every small box I have searched, but the activities of the small drawer on the vane can not search. That was where Aunt Florence came to collect her most valuable documents and her secret treasures. “There is a secret between me and God. ” When my curious childish urgency, she will tell me so.