一天,我走进无轨电车,看见一个男孩儿,他顶多5岁。这男孩静静地坐着,隔窗注视着街上的车流和沿街的楼房。有时,他扭过头,冲坐在身边的奶奶问些什么。我注意到,这孩子的小脸蛋儿始终漾着平静而又开心的神情。他挺直瘦小的腰板儿,跨在座位的边缘,看来这样是想要能更清楚地看车外。男孩儿双膝上放着一件“宝物”——装有一串熟葡萄的透明小袋子。那黄绿 One day, I walked into the trolley bus and saw a boy who was 5 years old at most. The boy sat quietly, watching the traffic and the buildings along the street across the window. Sometimes, he turned his head and asked what the grandmother sat by. I noticed that this child’s little face always looks calm and happy. He straightened his thin waist, straddling the edge of his seat, and it seemed like he wanted to see the car more clearly. Boys put a “Treasure” on their knees - a small bag of ripe transparent grapes. That yellow green