妻子在一个山坡上开垦了一小块菜地,菜地上种了一些小白菜。秋季缩水,小沟里早已断流,她只得到附近小村的一口井里打水浇小白菜苗。她每天一早一晚到井里打水浇菜。那天我到菜园看她种的小白菜,小白菜已长得有小指头大,青绿绿,清早菜叶上挂满晶莹的露珠。妻子望着一天一个样的小白菜,心里涌出喜悦,她说:“再过 The wife reclaimed a small piece of vegetable field on a hillside and planted some cabbage on the vegetable field. Autumn has shrunk, a small ditch has long been interrupted, she only got a well in the nearby village of watering cabbage seedlings. She poured water into the well every morning and one night. That day I went to the vegetable garden to see her kind of Chinese cabbage. The Chinese cabbage has grown like a little finger, green blue and green. There are crystal clear dew on the leaves in early morning. Wife looking at a day of a kind of cabbage, my heart filled with joy, she said: ”again