我仿佛在七八岁时才有记忆,有记忆时就知道我家西院有个邻居,这家女主人一到春天就掉头发,常年戴个白帽子,而且从来不笑。她老是一个人慢慢地走,阴阴的脸,眼珠儿不停地转。她很少和别人打招呼,和我妈妈也不怎么说话。农村人爱串门儿,没事就聚到一块儿闲唠喀,可女人堆里没有她,我们几年邻居住着,也没见过别人从她家院里子出来进去过。我们家和东边一道之隔的邻居相处得很好,东家生了一大堆女儿,差一个凑成七仙女,三仙女是我一直 I seem to have memories only when I was seventy or eighty years old, and when I remember, I knew there was a neighbor in my house in the West. The hostess had her hair off in the spring, wearing a white hat all the year round, and never laughing. She is always a person walking slowly, cloudy face, eyes kept turning. She seldom greets others and does not talk much to my mum. Rural people love to walk in the door, nothing to gather together to chatter, but the woman heap without her, we neighbors lived for a few years, have not seen others from her yard came in. Our family and the east side of a neighbor get along very well, the East gave birth to a lot of daughters, the difference made seven fairies, the three fairies I have been