晚上 ,情侣们在野外倘徉 ,女人们散开头发 ,店主们数钱打烊 ,百姓们捧着晚报 ,阅读惊天动地的新闻 ,孩子们握起小拳睡得安安稳稳。每个人都忙活着他崇高的本份 ,百姓 ,婴儿 ,情侣———我自己是否也有份 ?当然 !我自有作为 ,我本是其奴隶 ,它与世情无殊 ,自有它的意义。于是我 In the evening, when lovers are in the wild, the women scatter their hair, the shopkeepers count the money, the people hold the evening paper and read earth-shattering news. The children hold the chin and sleep peacefully. Everyone is busy with his lofty part, people, babies, couples --- whether I have some of them? Of course, I own, I was his slave, it and the world without exception, its own meaning. So I