在我们跨进乡政府大门的一刹那,舅舅从楼梯口迎面向我们走来,面色凝重,哽咽着说:外婆去世了。我摇晃的身子被男友轻轻的托住。怎么可能?怎么这么巧?这一天可是我们精心挑选的良辰吉日,是我们领取结婚证的日子呀,清晨我在林中采集的那束山花都还没来得及插进花瓶。 At the moment we stepped into the gate of the township government, my uncle came up to us from the stairs and looked dignified and choked and said: Grandmother passed away. My shaking body gently support her boyfriend. How could this happen? How could such a coincidence? On this day, however, we have carefully selected the auspicious day, is the day we receive the marriage certificate Yeah, the morning I collected in the forest that bunch of mountain flowers have not had time to insert the vase.