门铃响,我去开门。门口立着极美的,美得落套的女人,大眼睛小嘴,猫脸圆中带尖,青灰细呢旗袍,松松笼在身上,手里抱着大束的苍兰、百合、珍珠兰,有一点儿老了,但是那疲乏仿佛与她无关,只是光线不好,或是我刚刚看完了一篇六号字排印的文章。“是爱玲罢?”她说,“不认得我了罢?”殷宝滟,在学校里比我高两班,所以虽然从未交谈过,我也记得很清楚。看上去她比从前矮小 The bell rang, I went to open the door. The door stood an extremely beautiful, beautiful woman, big eyes mouth, cat face round with a pointed, gray and gray cheongsam, loose cage in the body, holding a large bunch of freesia, lily, pearl orchid, A little old, but that tired seemed to have nothing to do with her, but the light is not good, or I just finished reading a typographical article on the 6th. “Is it Ailing strike?” “She said, ” I do not recognize the strike? "Yin Baoguang, in my school two classes higher than me, so although I have never talked, I remember very clearly. She looks shorter than before