An Orange and a Cup of Water
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An Orange and A Cup of Water
I thought I dreamt my dog Debbie barking and licking on my face. When I slowly opened my eyes, I knew that it wasnt a dream. I saw Debbie stepping on my breast and I could smell the disgusting of his saliva and feel the coolness and wet on my face. So, I got up finally, I got off my bed, I stretched myself with a yawn. I went out of my room and passing through the living room to the balcony.
It was a bright, sunny Sunday morning. I breathed in fresh air and I stretched myself again spontaneously. It made me feel relaxed when I saw the spread out far beyond the horizon with white clouds and blue sky. I looked down from my house and saw some of the old people were doing exercises; some of them were enjoying their family day and so on. Thus, I saw that the market next to our house was the square crowded with people; it seemed that they were holding a big sale. There wasnt anyone at home except me so I decided to take a walk with Debbie.
Soon, we left our building, Debbie liked to go out, and she was very excited. She jumped and shook her tail. She was a purebred Irish dog so every time when I took her out, there must be some people came here and touched her. It was not an easy thing to take her.
Hey! Debbie! Dont run! StopI cried. However, Debbie seemed could hear nothing.
I cant chase after you! I almost run out of breath! Stop! I cried again. Debbie finally stopped outside the market. I stopped there either with my hands put on the knees in order to take a rest and took a deep breath.
You naughty dog!
I looked at the market; there were lots of people crowded here. They were trying to buy what they needed. As I remembered, I hadnt come to this market for almost six years. It had been redecorated and the surroundings had also changed a lot. Nevertheless, I was not eager to rush into it. I decided to walk around the fruit area in which they sold outside the market.
As I passed by, I stopped at the second store; it seemed that it looked juicy and fresh but there were many different kinds of fruits to choose from that made me confused.
Good morning! Madam! What do you want? asked the vendor.
I would like to have some.. I replied.
You look strange, is that the first time you come and buy? asked the vendor.
Yes! But its got lots to choose….. I replied.
No problem! I will help you to choose the best of all kinds! said the vendor.
So the vendor took a box of oranges under the table.
Why you take the oranges under the table? I asked him in doubt.
Oh! Dont worry! Madam! This box is todays new arrival! There is not enough space for me to show all only! The vendor smiled at me. I will choose the best for you!
OK! Thanks a lot!
Here you are! NT 200 for 5 oranges! said the vendor. See you! Have a nice day!
After that, I walked around and I went back home in exhausted. My mother opened the door for me and she had already prepared the lunch. Then, I showed her what I had bought in the market and how good the vendor served me.
But you dont know whether it is good or not or he just gives you all the decay ones. said mother.
No! He says hell give me the best ones! I cried.
After we had finished our lunch, I took the oranges from the refrigerator. It really looked fresh and juicy. However, when I cut them into pieces…..
Oh no! I yelled. My mother came immediately and saw what happened on me. Those five oranges were all decayed inside.
I had told you before. Havent you heard from the proverb from the ” What The Orange Vendor Said” by Liu Ji, he mentioned that ” a foul interior beneath a fair exterior”.
Let me tell you a story. There was a fruit vendor in Hangzhou. He knew well how to preserve oranges. They did not rot even after a year of storage, and looked fresh and shining when taken out to the market. They were jasper-like, as bright as gold. People would rush to buy them even if the price was ten times higher than the