星期六,我经过一个十字街口时,看见垃圾桶旁边有两个老人。他们年近花甲,头发蓬松,衣服、裤子上补丁很多,各背着一个背篼,里面七零八落地装着许多塑料瓶子。只见那位老婆婆从地上颤巍巍地捡起被人丢掉的面包,拍了拍灰尘,递给了老爷爷。老爷爷接过面包,小心翼翼地将面包分成两半,递给了老婆婆一半。 On Saturday, as I passed a crossroads, I saw two elderly people next to the bin. Nearly half of them, fluffy hair, clothes, lots of patches on their trousers, each carrying a back pouch, filled with plastic bottles. I saw the old woman trembling from the ground to pick up the lost bread, patted the dust, handed the grandfather. Grandpa took the bread, carefully split the bread in half, handed over to the old lady half.