在我家水田边,有一条沟渠。小时候,我曾试图跨越这道难关。可腿毕竟还没那么长,一不小心,脚下踩了空,掉了下去。从此我总是绕道而行,不敢再去跨越它……可有些事情总是无法预料的。有一天,我又不得不面对它了,这就叫:不是冤家不聚头。那天,我去田间找爷爷。谁知在半路上居然碰到了那条曾被我用石头投过 There is a ditch beside my paddy field. As a kid, I had tried to cross this road. After all, leg may not be that long, accidentally stepped on the foot, fell off. From then on I always made a detour and did not dare to cross it again ... But things are always unpredictable. One day, I have to face it again, this is called: not the enemy does not gather. That day, I went to the field to find grandfather. Surprisingly, in the middle actually hit that piece I had cast with stones