天旋转得厉害。从水泥地板上蒸发出来的水汽拌着带有臭味的汗水味混杂在一起。我的头脑有些昏厥。手里翻着几卷残破的古书,心中茫然地想着一些事情,然后不停地抬头看看周围的人群把一片空气搅得燥热。耳边传来一些谈笑声,树叶被微风吹拂着发出银铃般的 The sky was spinning badly. The steam vaporized from the concrete floor was mixed with the smell of sweat. My mind is a little faint. With a few volumes of broken ancient books in his hand, he was thinking blankly about something. Then he kept looking up and looked at the crowds around to make the air hot. There was some talk and laughter from the ear, the leaves were breeze and silver bells