肩上扛着一把长凳,这时,我赶忙跑到窗前向外看, a grindstone and a black cloth bag tied to it. he walked slowly from the distance. his dark red face,从远处慢慢地走来, “磨剪子、磨菜刀……”从远处传来一阵阵吆喝声, who looked over sixty years old. he was wearing a worn straw hat, an old-fashioned rubber sh