彼德罗·馬利亚蜷縮着双腿,横躺在狹窄的岩洞里,打算在矿层间凿出一道坑沟来。裂痕已經有三公分深了,可是里面不断灌滿了山水,山水渗过洞頂,順着岩壁涓涓地流下来。每过五分钟,矿工就得放下手里的鹤嘴鋤,拿皮帽舀掉裂痕里黑色的髒水。髒水从他的身下淌过,最后在坑道的底层汇成了一个大水潭。过了好几个钟点,彼德罗·馬利亚干得精疲力竭,裂痕大致已經凿成,馬 Pied Mary Mali curled his legs, lying in the narrow caves, intending to cut a trench between the mine ditch. Cracks have been three centimeters deep, but it is constantly filled with landscapes, landscape infiltration through the roof, trickling down the rock wall. Every five minutes, the miners have to put down the pickaxe in their hands and get rid of the black dirty water in the cracks. Dirty water dripped from under him, finally sinking into a big pool at the bottom of the tunnel. After a few hours, Piedro Malia was exhausted, the rift was roughly hewn, and the horse