被子脏了可以洗,但这场云端上的芭蕾倘若错过,一定不会再有机会重演一次。前段时间,天气潮湿寒冷。那天,难得赶上天晴,我忙将被褥搬到楼下晾晒。下午,从幼儿园接回女儿,一到楼下,她就被花花绿绿的被褥吸引,兴奋不已。因为无法一次将所有被褥搬上楼去,我便将两条被子叠好,放在楼下的石桌上,让女儿等我,自己则抱着一部分被褥匆匆上楼去。当我气喘吁吁地从楼上跑下来 Quilts dirty to wash, but if this cloud on the ballet missed, will no longer have a chance to repeat itself. Some time ago, the weather was wet and cold. That day, a rare catch up fine, I am busy moving downstairs to dry the bedding. Afternoon, pick up her daughter from kindergarten, downstairs, she was attracted to the colorful bedding, excited. Because I could not get all my bedding to go upstairs at a time, I folded the two quilts and put them downstairs on a stone table so my daughter would wait for me while I was holding some of my bedding up in a hurry. When I run out of gas upstairs