雪径一夜大雪。开门,看厚厚积雪,愁了,我怎么去叶子家呀?叶子家在我们村子东边,与我家隔沟相望。她小我一轮,在县一中毕业,高考落榜回乡。据说,上过一次吊,被人救下。我因舞文弄墨,在乡里有了点名气。故昨天一到家,叶子就上门了,热情邀我今天到她家吃饭,她说,她也酷爱文学,大概是也想步我 Snowy night heavy snowfall Open the door, look thick snow, worry, how do I go to the leaves home Ye? House in the east of our village, and my ditch across the house. Her personal round of graduation in the county, college entrance examination homecoming. It is said that once hanging, was saved. I get a name for myself in the village because of ink. So yesterday a home, the leaves came home, warmly invited me to her house for dinner today, she said, she also love literature, probably also want to step me