清晨，正当启明星掀开黑暗女神的帐幕时，在空无一人的大街上，又是同一个背影，同个姿势，在于同样一件事。每次上学，走到他身旁时，我总会很自然地抬起头瞧瞧他，可他总是低着头，眼睛盯着的始终是扫把和大街。一天，二天…无数天，一条将近二千米长的公路在他手下变得清洁 In the early morning, as the Venus opened the tabernacle of the dark goddess, it was the same thing in the same street in the deserted street. Every time I go to school, walked to him, I always looked up and looked at him naturally, but he always bowed his head, always staring at the broom and the street. One day, two days ... Numerous days, a nearly two-kilometer-long highway was clean under him