马盛仁从堂屋里走出来的时候,手里握着家中唯一的那把伞。苏华正在屋前的坪上收衣服。看到那把伞后,她抬头仰望——天空的颜色像洗过才晾干的旧蓝布衣,淡蓝中透着隐隐的白色;快到傍晚了,阳光柔和了许多,却还是有些晃眼,怎么看都不像要落雨。等她把视线从天上收回,马盛仁已到了面前。 Ma Shengren came out from the hall when the hand holding the only umbrella in the house. Suhua is receiving clothes on the flat in front of the house. When she saw the umbrella, she looked up - the color of the sky was like the old blue cloth that was washed before washing, the faint white was revealed in the light blue; in the evening, the sun softened a lot, It does not look like falling rain When she looked back from heaven, Ma Shengren has come.