中午,明媚的阳光挤过树叶的缝隙溜了进来,铺洒在屋子里,随着风轻快地在地板上舞蹈,窗框的影子牢牢地抓住活蹦乱跳的阳光,一丝也不肯放松。忽然,一阵清脆的敲门声传来。“谁呀,大中午的跑来串门。”我心里嘀咕着。打开门一看,只见小区保洁员张爷爷提着一个鼓鼓囊囊的袋子站在门口,脚边还堆着好几个大小不一的环保袋。 At noon, the bright sunshine slipped through the leaves and slipped into the room. As the wind dances on the floor, the shadow of the window frame firmly holds the sunshine and does not relax. Suddenly, a crisp knock on the door came. “Who, come and go at noon. ” I muttered. Open the door to see, saw the district cleaner Zhang grandfather carrying a bulging bag stood in front of the door, but also piled several different sizes of green bags.