羊年初春的一天,我正在睡午觉,欲醒欲眠间听到敲门声。当时以为是送快递的,讨厌,真会选时候,于是不情愿地起身开门,往外一看,没看见人。再低头一看,是邻居,邻家的老太太,个头矮,声音小,微弱如细雨。她手里抱着一个塑料袋子,里面装着鼓鼓囊囊的东西,是什么呢?她用地道的苏州话说,家里生小孩了,做了点糕。我一下子明白了,顿时激动。说实话,平时我与邻家并无交际,小区里相互联系的几位,也是因为彼此的小孩子在一起玩耍的缘故。 One day in the early spring of the year, I was taking a nap, and I heard a knock on my door when I woke up. At that time thought it was to send courier, hate, really will choose the time, so reluctantly got up to open the door, a look, did not see people. Then look down, is the neighbor, the neighbor’s old lady, dwarf, voice is small, weak, such as drizzle. She held a plastic bag in her hand, stuffed with bulging things, what is it? She said with authentic Suzhou, the family had children, made a little cake. I suddenly understand, suddenly excited. To be honest, I usually do not have any friends with my neighbors. I know that there are a few interconnected people in my community because I play with each other’s children.