秘密花园

The Secret Garden

有需要的地方

在冬日的一个早上我在一个十字路口停下,强劲的北极风敲击着我的车。我发现一名年轻女子站在旁边的街上,用手互相搓着跳着脚取暖。她旁边放着一个牌子,上面写着:“我有一个孩子,没有食物。” 她的脸看起来像是她一直在哭,可能是凛冽的寒风带来的痛苦。

Where There’s a Need

I found myself stopped at an intersection on a wintery day. Strong arctic wind battered my car. I spotted a young woman who stood alongside the street rubbing her bare hands together and dancing in place to keep warm. Beside her rested a sign that read, “I have a baby and no food.” Her face showed she had been crying, likely from the pain of the bitter wind.