缺乏信任的世界犹如荒漠。记得有一次,我在回家的路上,看到一个女孩,提着一个超过她半人高的行李箱,行动看起来相当吃力。我想起自己正好空手,又顺路,帮她一下又何妨?我喊住她,说明了我的意思。她愣了一下,然后拒绝了。我请求再三,她说谢谢,但不用!从那以后我开始怀疑自己长得像坏人。 The world lacking trust is like a desert. I remember once, on the way home, I saw a girl carrying a trunk more than half-full of her, and the action seemed rather strenuous. I think I was just empty-handed, and by the way, to help her about what? I shouted her, explained what I meant. She froze a moment, then refused. I asked again and again, she said thank you, but not! Since then I began to suspect that I looked like a bad guy.