1八斤来我家时,天空正飘着鹅毛大雪,纷纷扬扬地,大地瞬间雪白。妈的,人不留客天留客啊。他一边敲门一边咕哝。我开的门。他正在家门前跺脚,咚咚跺脚声震得我耳朵嗡嗡发麻,他双手也不闲着,左手拍右肩右手拍左肩,啪啪地拍掉颜色黯淡的雪花。双脚呢,还在咚咚跺响,仿 An eight pounds to my home, the sky is floating snow goose feathers, one after another in vain, the earth instantly white. Damn, people do not leave the guest day ah. He muttered as he knocked on the door. I opened the door. He was stomping in front of the house, pounding his feet buzzing buzzing my ears, his hands are not idle, the left hand patted his right shoulder pat left shoulder, patted the dark color blew snow. Feet it, still pound 跺 ring, Imitation