我从后门走出来,黑暗立即笼罩了我。周围一片漆黑,没有月亮指引我去晒衣绳取我忘拿回的衣服,这条路我走过上千次,所以就凭着记忆摸黑向前走;先是两块扁石板,接着走过那棵遮盖我们小屋的大松树。转过木柴间的屋角,我只能伸出双手摸索晒衣绳,把衣服夹子拿下来,不一会儿,我就抱了一大堆略微潮湿的衬衫和裤子,这些衣服已经在风中吹了整整一天了。 I came out through the back door and the darkness immediately shrouded me. Around the dark, there is no moon to guide me to go to the clothesline I forgot to get back clothes, this road I walked thousands of times, so relying on the memories of dark forward; first two flat stone, and then walked there Big pine tree covering our cottage. Turning to the corner of the firewood, I could only reach out to my clothesline with my hands out, and in a moment I held a pile of slightly damp shirts and trousers that had blown all over the wind One day