一冬日的早晨,兰芝心怀鬼胎地站在自己的菜地,看着那只滚倒在地的粪桶,长叹一声,吐出一股热热的白气。这股带着她体温的白气,被早晨淡淡的阳光瞬间融化。她环视周围的菜地,春大娘的鼻子大菜正在生长。尹秀的芥蓝包还在包苔,可惜,她没用稻草给它扎一扎,菜叶松松散散的,外面几片已经完全脱离菜 A winter's morning, Lange ghostly stood in their own vegetable fields, watching the only drop barrel in the dung, sighed and spit out a hot white gas. This unit with her body temperature of the white gas, the morning light of the sun melted instantly. She looked around the vegetable fields, spring aunt nose dishes are growing. Yin Xiu kale bag still wrapped in the package, but unfortunately she did not use it to tie a bar of straw, loose loose leaves, outside a few pieces have been completely out of vegetables