我的目光被牢牢地锁住。一扇用素洁的纸折叠而成的“苏面” ,水磨的扇骨温润如玉、光可鉴人 ,握在手中 ,小巧精致 ,隐隐约约地荡起一阵阵檀香。我看看那不菲的价格 ,稍稍犹豫了一下 ,最终还是付了款。手拿折扇 ,嘴里忽然对那卖扇的女孩冒出一句“你这里有桃花扇吗？”女孩不语 My eyes are firmly locked. A plain piece of paper folded from the “Su surface”, water mill fan moist jade, light can be Kam, in his hand, small and exquisite, vaguely dazzling wave of sandalwood. I look at that expensive price, a little hesitated, eventually paid. Take the folding fan in his hand, his mouth suddenly sell the girl out of the sentence “Do you have peach fan it?” The girl does not speak