那是她四岁时,两个有着星星般纯真眼神的小女孩儿,在又低又矮的土墙下,手拉着手,脸上洋溢着天使般快乐的笑容。她们似乎聊到了什么有意思的话题,有可能是她家院子里有一只死鸟,抑或是她在草堆里看到一只老鼠……或许对现在的我们来说,这样的话题早已让我们提不起兴致,甚至一提起来,就会被笑话幼稚、无知,可那时的两个小女孩儿,在那道矮破的土墙下,却为这样的话题津津乐道,笑得那么开心。那“咯咯”的笑声,如涟 It was when she was four years old, two little girls with starlike innocence looked hand in hand, her face full of angelic happy smile. They seem to talk about any interesting topic, there may be a dead bird in her yard, or she saw a mouse in the haystack ... Perhaps for us now, such a topic has long let us mention Can not afford to be happy, and even mention it, will be jokes naive, ignorant, but at that time the two little girls, under the broken walls of that dwarf, but talked about such a topic, laugh so happy. That “giggle ” laughter, such as ripple