夕阳将最后一缕光和热洒向大地,冬天的夜晚即将来临。我做完值日,走出校门,踏上漫长的回家路。走向公交站台时,我发现角落里有一个瘦小的身影。我走近仔细看,原来是个小摊位。摊位小车中的关东煮正冒着热气,透过升腾的热气,我看到了摊主的模样:一身旧旧的衣服搭配得极不协调,上衣的袖子上有许多油渍,脸颊黝黑,脸上布满皱纹,手却特别干净。“老板,给我来一串海带结!” The last ray of light and heat to the sunset, the winter night is coming. I finished the day, out of school, set foot on the long road to go home. When I walked to the bus station, I found a thin figure in the corner. I came closer to look, turned out to be a small stall. Kanto in the booth car is steaming hot, through the rising heat, I saw the appearance of the stallholders: a very old and old clothes with a very uncoordinated, blouse lot of grease on the sleeve, dark cheeks, his face full Wrinkles, hands are particularly clean. “Boss, give me a bunch of kelp knot!”