你有没有被一个人深深地凝视过?他就坐在台阶上,用那样略带祈求的目光扫过每一个行色匆匆的脸庞,面前的麻袋整齐地铺着各色蔬菜,边上有一堆胡萝卜,看上去又嫩又水灵。根须被细细地择去,扔在一边,干瘪,在风中瑟缩。初冬的清晨,风却能穿透肌肤,直刺骨髓,即使再血气方刚,也不得不用外套御寒。他是否百毒不侵? Have you ever gazed deeply by a man? He sits on the steps, sweeping every hurried face with such a little prayers, the sacks in front of him are neatly covered with colored vegetables, with a pile of carrots on the edge, Looks tender and dexterous. The roots must be carefully chosen, tossed aside, shriveled, shrunken in the wind. Early winter morning, the wind can penetrate the skin, piercing the bone marrow, even if the blood gas just, but also had to coat cold. He is not poisoning?