在北戴河海滨,有行走的小贩起劲地兜售贝壳。那是各种刚从大海里打捞出来的漂亮彩贝,50块钱,我买了两袋。但是,不久我就懊悔了,那可心的“宝贝”渐渐成了压手的累赘。一手一袋,越走越重,累得人连伞都撑不动了。在老虎石附近,我看到一个和我们一样手提贝壳的老妇人。她蹲下来,双手在沙地上挖了一个坑,然后就将那几袋贝壳放进了坑里。我和朋友会意地笑起来。 Beidaihe beach, walking hawkers selling shells. That is all kinds of beautiful color shellfish just salvaged from the sea, 50 dollars, I bought two bags. However, I soon regret, that conscience “Baby ” gradually became a burden on the hand. One hand and one bag, more and more heavy, tired people with umbrellas are not moving. Near the tiger stone, I saw an old woman with a shell like us. She squatted, digging a hole in the sand with both hands, and then put the few bags of shells into the pit. My friend and I smiled intentionally.