被太阳暴晒过的汽车有股刺鼻的味道,像是卡在喉咙里即将融化的胶囊,散发着苦涩的、令人反胃的气息。我将车窗打开,阳光肆无忌惮地照在我身上,手中背光系数太小的手机屏幕一片模糊。窗外是连绵的青山,恰值初春,那些山是一片朦胧的色彩,可以隐约看到褐色的土石。公路旁的绿化带里有群人在种树,都是些闲不住的老人,年过半百,穿着棉袄略显笨拙。这样的时节只有老人才会穿成这样吧。 The car sunburn has a pungent taste, like a capsule that is about to melt in the throat, exudes a bitter, nauseating breath. I opened the window, the sun unscrupulously according to me, the hand backlight factor is too small cell phone screen fuzzy. Out of the window is rolling green hills, just the beginning of spring, those mountains is a hazy color, you can vaguely see brown earth and stone. There is a group of people planting trees in the green belts next to the roads, all of whom are unoccupied old people. Over half a year, they are slightly clumsy in jacket. Only the elderly can wear this way in such a season.