清晨,早早到达单位,打扫卫生,接款包。营业窗口正对大门,门前的街道被小雨洗刷得焕然一新,映射出温柔的晨光,那些悄然吐绿的杨柳的枝丫灵动在薄雾中,煞是可爱。桌上厚厚~沓传票,是昨天的“战果”。翻看一笔笔流水,竟触发我内心深处熟悉的味觉。第十九笔流水,想起了张哥熟悉的身影和他身上散发的油条香味。昨天他一进门就带着一股油香味,穿在身上的大衣已经油亮油亮的,粗糙的大手 Early in the morning, arrive early, cleaning, cash on delivery. The business window is right in front of the door, the street in front of the street was washed light refreshing, mapping the gentle morning light, those who quietly spatter branches of the willow clever in the mist, it is truly lovely. Thick thick ~ piles of subpoenas on the table, is yesterday “fruit ”. Looked at a pen of water, actually trigger my heart familiar taste. Nineteenth pen water, think of Zhang brother familiar figure and the body of the fritters scented. Yesterday he entered the door with a scent of oil, the coat worn on the body has been shiny oily, rough hands