这显然不会是一首顺畅的曲子。寂静的气氛让这个处在热带地区的屋子里有了一丝凉意。他坐在餐桌前,最近只要稍微安静下来他就会陷入沉思,现在看上去好像也是这样,但他的内心世界是清静静的还是一团乱麻,谁都不知道。他的妻子坐在对面,手里捧着一本小说。她最近的眼里总是泛着泪花,是为故事还是为自己,谁也不清楚。 This obviously will not be a smooth song. The silence kept the room in the tropics cool. He was sitting at the table and most recently he was asleep with a little silence, and now it looks as if it is, but his inner world is quiet or a mess, no one knows. His wife sat opposite, holding a novel in her hand. She always tears in the eyes of the recent, is the story or for themselves, no one knows.