Dusk, I jog in the road industry. Have a young man ran up from behind me, in my ear hastily cried: "Run!" "What happened?" I ask young people around him. "Ran quickly." Young people go in front of me. My rapid recovery of the 500 meters after the breathless questions: "What happened in the end?" "You run too slow." Young people leaving me, a big move back and forth.
黃昏的時候，我在產(chǎn)業(yè)道路上慢跑。有一個年輕人從我后面跑上來，在我耳邊急促地叫著：“快跑！”“發(fā)生了什么事？”我問身旁的年輕人?！摆s快跑。”年輕人跑到我的前面。我快速的追了五百公尺以后，氣喘吁吁的追問：“到底發(fā)生了什么事？”“你跑得太慢了?！蹦贻p人丟下我，自顧自往前跑去。?