A1十六岁的夏天,我孤独地穿梭在这个不大的城市里,穿着灰白的T恤和墨绿的板裤,在大街小巷留下琐碎而慌乱的足迹。午后的太阳总是那么不遗余力地散发着自己的炽热。马路上充斥着食物、垃圾和粪便的味道,洒水车留下的水迹十几分钟后就彻底蒸发掉了,取而代之的是升腾起来的尘埃。稀疏的车辆呼啸而过,似乎连金属都不堪如此高温。 A1 In the summer of sixteen, I traveled alone in this small city, wearing a gray T-shirt and dark green trousers, leaving a trivial and flustered footprint in the streets. The afternoon sun always spares no effort to exude its own heat. The streets are full of food, garbage and feces. The water left by the sprinkler evaporates after more than a dozen minutes and is replaced by dust rising from the water. The sparse vehicles roared past and it seemed that even the metal was too hot.