她开着一家小小的杂货店,沿街伸出只有一扇门宽的柜台,店子出售一些糖果、烟草之类的小东西,那些瓶瓶罐罐上没有一点灰尘。店主老是端坐在那里,含笑地招呼客人。闲下来时,她就勾下头用丝线编织些小饰物,诸如手链啦,发带啦,随后就挂在店子里,有谁喜欢就买走。最初,我是被她编的一个精巧的笔袋吸引,淡绿色的,像最娇嫩的草。 She drove a small grocery store, and she stretched out a counter with only a wide door along the street. The shop sold some small things like candy, tobacco, etc. There was no dust on the bottles and jars. The owner always sat there and smiled and greeted the guests. When she’s free, she hooks up her head and weaves some small ornaments, such as bracelets, hair bands, and hangs in the store. Whoever likes to buy them. Initially, I was attracted by a delicate pencil she made, pale green, like the most delicate grass.