在圣·彼得堡诺沃契尔卡斯大街,寒风卷着积雪,扬起阵阵雪尘,在路面上镌刻着缕缕白条,我正欣赏着街道两侧晶莹的树挂,迎面走过来一位年轻秀丽的姑娘,头戴毛茸茸的皮帽,更加衬托得她的脸蛋白皙俊俏。她突然拦住我问道:“先生,可以和您谈谈吗?” In Novosik-Saint-Petersburg, there was snow covered with snow in the cold wind, snow and dust rising up on the pavement, and I was admiring the crystal-clear tree hanging on both sides of the street, A young and beautiful girl, wearing a furry fur cap, more foil to her face fair and handsome. Suddenly she stopped me and asked, “Sir, can I talk to you?”