肉桂的香味

玛尔塔独自住在一个小公寓里。她的新邻居，皮拉尔夫人，是一位老年妇女。她们有时在电梯里见面，但并不交谈。

Marta lived alone in a small apartment. Her new neighbor, Doña Pilar, was an old woman. They saw each other in the elevator sometimes, but they did not talk.

一个星期天的早晨，玛尔塔打开前门准备去散步。地板上有一个小盘子，盘子上放着一块蛋糕。蛋糕散发着肉桂和橙子的香味。

One Sunday morning, Marta opened her front door to go for a walk. There was a small plate on the floor. On the plate was a piece of cake. The cake smelled like cinnamon and oranges.

有一张便条：“这是我祖母的食谱。我做得太多了。欢迎来到这个楼里。——皮拉尔。”

There was a note. "It is my grandmother's recipe. I made too much. Welcome to the building. — Pilar."

玛尔塔在厨房的桌子上吃了蛋糕。这是她很久以来吃过的最好吃的蛋糕。她不知道该如何感谢皮拉尔。她不会烘焙，也没有祖母传下来的食谱。

Marta ate the cake at her kitchen table. It was the best cake she had eaten in a long time. She did not know how to thank Pilar. She did not bake. She did not have a recipe from her grandmother.

最后，她写了一张卡片：“谢谢你。蛋糕非常美味。如果您需要购物上的帮助，请敲门。”她把卡片放在皮拉尔的门下。现在她们有了一个开始。

Finally, she wrote a card. "Thank you. The cake was wonderful. If you ever need help with shopping, please knock." She left the card under Pilar's door. Now they had something to start with.