家中曾有一把梳子,梳齿很尖,细细密密的,像一排矮矮的卫兵,指尖拨过去,一串很好听的声音。那是浅褐色的梳子,隐约能看见树的年轮,摸上去却不糙手,很光滑。妈妈买回来时很欢喜,据说是檀木梳子,不用嗅,就能闻到一缕沁人的香味儿。那时,大家都喜欢用这梳子,头发上似乎也能染上些许 There was a comb in the house. The comb teeth were sharp and dense, like a short row of guards. The fingertips were dialed and a good sound was heard. It was a light-brown comb. It was vaguely able to see the annual rings of the tree. It was not smooth but it was smooth. When her mother bought it, she was very happy. It was said that it was a comb of sandalwood and she could smell the fragrance of a person without smelling it. At that time, everyone liked to use this comb, and it seemed to have a little hair on the hair.