摘要
在街角的杂货店买早熟土豆时,我注意到一个小男孩,身材和相貌都挺标致,衣服破旧,但还算干净。他正面带饥色地盯着一篮新摘的绿豌豆。我付了土豆的钱,同时也被陈列着的新鲜豌豆所吸引。考虑要不要买一点的时候,我无意听到了站在我身边的这个男孩和米勒先生（杂货店店主）的对话。
I was at the corner groeery store buying some early, polatoes. I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily appreciating a basket of freshly picked green peas. I paid for my potatoes but was also drawn to the display of fresh green peas. Pondering the peas, I conldn ＇t help overhearing the conversation between Mr. Miller （the store owner） and the ragged boy next to me.
