窗外的故事每天都在上映,故事的情节有的令人吃惊,有的令人着迷。窗外总有新的风景,每每凝视,总会让我耳目一新。早晨催我起来的不是闹钟,而是靠近床头的那扇窗户。待我睁开眼睛,楼下的菜市场早已人山人海。他们卖菜用不着喇叭,只需张嘴一吆喝,十里八方的人都能听见。他们的要求很低,在路旁随处铺张报纸,放上蔬菜,只要不挡住行人的去路,一个摊位便成立了。夏天,只要有把扇子除热驱蚊,他们便心满意足;雨天,只要能有把伞挡风遮雨,他们就别无所求。对于很多菜贩来 The story outside the window is released every day, the story of some amazing, some fascinating. There are always new scenery outside the window, often staring, always make me refreshing. It was not an alarm clock urging me to wake up in the morning, but the window near the headboard. When I opened my eyes, the vegetable market downstairs has long been a sea of ​​people. They do not have to sell their trumpets, they just open their mouths and shout, and people of all directions can hear it. Their request is very low. They spread newspapers and put vegetables everywhere. A stall was set up as long as it did not block pedestrians’ way. In summer, as long as there are fans to repel mosquitoes, they are satisfied; in rainy days, as long as umbrellas can be sheltered from rain, they do not want anything else. For many vegetable vendors