一位流浪艺人和他的同伴上演一出哑剧。终于,一张小丑的脸慢慢从幕后露出来。这张脸皱巴巴的,满脸白点点,时而因高兴时而因悲伤而双目圆瞪。高个子皮埃罗的身子好象是胡乱拼在一起的三截,破烂的套装堆在他肚子上,像是因腹痛而扭曲在一起。他踮着脚尖走着,极其小心翼翼,战战兢兢,双手缩在拖地的长袖里。 A wandering artist and his companion put on a mime. Finally, a clown’s face slowly exposed from behind the scenes. This face crumpled, face white, sometimes happy and sometimes because of sadness and dumbfounded. The tall Pierre Pierrot’s body seemed to be the three truncated jumbled together, the tattered suits piled on his stomach, distorted by abdominal pain. He walked tiptoe, extremely cautious, trembling, his hands shrinking in the long sleeve of mopping.