熟悉的人都知道庆林这人脾气不多好。但是很少有人真正怕他,虽然打也不一定打得过他,但总还可以跑,毕竟他赶不上。他是个跛子。所以,说到最后怕他最多的还是桃子。桃子当然是他的女人。当庆林颠簸着身子背着破蛇皮袋回来时,桃子在大门口迎着他。这是春三月的黄昏,夕阳像一枚红透的浆果,摇摇欲坠地弥漫着如水的晚霞,天地间流淌的都是寂静而温暖的酒红色。庆林本来是一路气冲冲地走过来的,但看着落日的余晖映在女人略微浮肿的脸上,反射出温顺柔弱的光芒,庆林的 Familiar people know that Qinglin few temper good. But few people really fear him, although the fight may not necessarily beat him, but the total can run, after all, he can not keep up. He is a cripple. So, when it comes to the last fear of his peaches or up. Peach is of course his woman. When Qinglin bumpy body carrying a broken snake skin back, peach at the gate greet him. This is the twilight of the spring March. The setting sun is like a red-flowering berry, crumblingly filled with a sunset like water, flowing between the world is quiet and warm wine red. Qinglin had been all the way came over in anger, but looking at the setting sun shone on the face of a woman slightly edema, reflecting the meek and tender light, Qinglin