这是一个盛大的节日。到处是喜气洋洋的度假的人们。那些由于年景不佳而外出卖艺的、变戏法的、耍猴玩狗的以及挑担买卖人都指望着这样的节日。在这样的日子里,我觉得人们把一切都忘记了,不论是工作还是苦恼。他们都变得像孩子似的。对于小孩们,这是休假日,是从那令人恐怖的学校里解放出来的二十四小时;对于大人们,这是和噩梦般的生活缔结的一次停火,也是 This is a grand festival. There are plenty of people on the go. Those who go out to perform arts because of bad years, juggling, playing the monkey and beggarly traders are counting on such festivals. In these days, I think people have forgotten everything, whether it is work or distress. They all become like children. For children, it is a day off, twenty-four hours of liberation from the horrifying school, and a truce for the adults, which is a nightmare.