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每天中午,他们都会从这里经过。他穿着拉绒套装,戴着灰色的帽子,从不穿无领的衣服,总是打着领带;她穿着整洁的棉布印花裙,戴着太阳帽。我见过她许多次,坐在粗糙而破旧的农舍前的木头门廊上,那农舍就位于我的家乡密西西比的山区里。他们至少六十岁了。他是个盲人,步履蹒跚。他们俩总是在聊天,她干枯的手比划着,她每天都会牵引他到教堂前乞讨;日落之时,她又会回来带他回家。我从未看清楚过她的脸,直到斯普特拉林4在阳台上喊了她一声。她看了看左右两
Every day at noon, they will pass by here. He wore a brushed suit and a gray hat, never dressed in collarless clothes, always wearing a tie; she wore a neat cotton print dress and a sun hat. I have seen her many times sitting on a wooden porch in front of a rough, shabby farmhouse in the mountains of my home town of Mississippi. They are at least 60 years old. He is a blind man, faltering. The two of them are always chatting, her withered hands are gesturing. Every day she pulls him to the church and begging. At sunset, she will come back to take him home. I never saw her face until Sputraglin 4 shouted at her balcony. She looked around two