街头,垂柳吐芽报春,丝绦悠荡绵长、掩映着树下的桃花姑娘,她膝头放着盛有棉种的簸箕,眼睛不时地张望着村口。“唉,桃花,忙着选种啊?你看我这种咋样?高个细挑,浓眉亮眼,标准的男子汉,而且有的是……”小钱拍着胀鼓鼓的衣兜,凑到桃花跟前。见姑娘头不动眼不抬,干脆掏出钞票来,嗄啦啦拨弄得山响,“别看向文那瘸子没白没黑爬格子,一年能挣几个钱?连我这的零头都没有,还整天文诌诌的,哼!”桃花掉转身子,边拨选着手心里的棉种,边自言自语:“你外表丰盈好看,又有短绒装点,肚里却空空洞洞。”桃花稍一用力,啪,便把这空种捏了个扁,随手扔 Streets, weeping willow sprouts primula, silk slender long swing, set off under the tree peach girl, her knees placed cotton seedling dustpan, eyes from time to time looking at the village. “Oh, peach, busy selection ah? You look at me this kind of Zeyang? High pick, thick eyebrows, standard man, and some are ... ” small money pat bulging clothes pocket, Peach in front. See the girl head does not move without lift, simply took out the banknote, 嗄 la la whistling, “Do not look to the text lame no white black plaid, a year can earn a few money? Even my fraction No, but also the whole astrology, hum! ”Peach off the body turn, dial the hand of the cotton seed, side to himself: “ You look good abundance of plump, Empty hole. ”Peach a little harder, snapped, then the empty kind of Pinch a flat, readily throw