傍晚,天终于放晴了。要紧的是,他的心情已经变好。窗外,地面似乎不那么泥泞了。为什么昨天傍晚没有在公共汽车上看见那一张动人的脸呢?他好像失去了一张珍爱的画。那么,他今天能不能在汽车上碰到她,那个年纪已经不轻,脸蛋也不俏丽的陌生女人?谁说陌生? In the evening, the sky finally cleared up. What matters is that his mood has changed. Outside the window, the ground does not seem so muddy. Why did not I see that touching face on the bus yesterday evening? He seemed to have lost a precious painting. So, he can not meet her in the car today, that age is not light, face is not pretty strange woman? Who said strange?