卢进勇蹒跚地跨过两道水沟,来到一棵小树底下,才看清楚那个打招呼的人。他倚着树根半躺在那里,身子底下贮满了一汪浑浊的污水,看来他已经有很长时间没有挪动了。他的脸色更是怕人:被雨打湿了的头发像一块黑毡糊贴在前额上,水,沿着头发、脸 Lu Jinyong crossed the two gullies and came under a small tree to see the person who said hello. He leaned against the roots and lay there half-by-side. He was full of muddy sewage beneath his body. It seemed that he had not moved for a long time. His face is more afraid of people: the hair wet by the rain is like a black carpet paste on the forehead, water, along the hair, face