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一没有云也没有风。地面散发出的红外辐射烘得路人双目难睁,步履匆匆。似乎只有夏蝉喜欢这种燥热天气,街道两侧大叶杨树上的蝉鸣声此起彼伏,声嘶力竭。斜阳即将变成夕阳。颤巍巍的孙文斌老汉在市场旁的树荫下准备支开手杖椅想歇歇脚喘口气。一路走来,孙老汉先是走个二三百米歇一气,到这会儿走个百八十米就得歇一歇。这时,连绵不断的蝉鸣声中又加入了有节奏的“哗——哗——”声响。这声音孙老汉熟悉,是那位三十来岁的无腿乞丐在划他的代步滑车,哗哗响声就发自滑车四个角上当轮子用的钢制轴承。
There is no cloud nor wind. Infrared radiation emitted from the ground breeze pedestrians hard eyes wide open, walking in a hurry. Seems to be the only summer cicadas like this hot and dry weather, the cicadas on the poplar trees on both sides of the street one after another, shouts hoarseness. The setting sun will soon turn into a sunset. Trembling Sun Wenbin old man in the shade next to the market ready to open a cane chair to take a rest. Along the way, old man Sun first walked two or three hundred meters together, to take a hundred and eighty meters now have to take a break. At this time, the continuous cicadas were added to the rhythmic “Wow - Wow - ” sound. This sound is familiar to old man Sun, is the thirty-year-old legless beggar in planning his tricks, rushing sound from the four corners of the pulley wheels when used steel bearings.