Book1:TeDream-Maker (第180/711页)

eyoucouldgrowfromthedirtysoil?Thisisanamazingmiracle..."Obliviousofthecuriouseyesofpassersby,hedidnotevennoticehercarstopinfrontofhim,untimelodiousvoicebrokeintohisreverie，

    "Wouldyougivethatrosetome?Iwouldbegdtohaveit.”Dimitrilookedupandsawthewomanofhisdreamssmilingathim．Theireyesmetandtheysmiledateachotherinunspokeanding．

    Olive-coloredsafarihat，well-worndarkbrownthree-quartercoat，short,loose,ill-fittingbcktrousers，andarmybootswithnosocks...Butwhatanoblesoultheseraggedclothescovered!Helookedlikeamandownonhisluck，buttherewasaromanticairabouthim．Helivedahandsomethoughdetstyleoflifewhichwasslightlyirresponsibleandpletelyuable．Suddenly，inafshofcreativegenius，sherealizedthepossibilities