我和妈妈坐在前廊的凉阴里,用折叠的报纸扇风,设法搅起一丝凉气。我们盼着有微风吹来,可往往希望落空。七月的阿拉巴马州南部地区,正是酷暑难耐的时节。我们正处在大萧条时期,几年后发生了第二次世界大战。半睡半醒之间,我发现土路上驶来一辆小型卡车,停在房子前面。一位中年人下了车。他走进院子,头戴帽子站在台阶前。“下午好,夫人。”他开口说,“不知道能否占用您一点儿时 Sitting in the cool shade of the front porch with my mum, I managed to stir up a cool air with the folding newspaper fan. We are looking forward to a breeze, but often hope to fail. The southern part of Alabama in July is a time of extreme heat. We are in the midst of the Great Depression and World War II happened a few years later. Asleep half awake, I found a small truck on the dirt road, parked in front of the house. A middle-aged man got out of the car. He walked into the yard, wearing a hat and standing in front of the steps. ”Good afternoon, ma’am. “ He said, ”I do not know if I can take you a little while