一位美国年近古稀的普通老人曾经动情地讲过他12岁当报童时的一件小事:一日午后,我和一个小伙伴躲在一位老夫人的后院,朝她的房顶扔石头,看着小石头子弹一样射出又彗星般滚落,觉得饶有兴趣。当我再次掷出一枚卵石时,也许太滑,砸到了后廊的窗户上,未等听到清脆的玻璃破碎声,我们 An ordinary American elderly man in his late fifties spoke affectionately about a small thing when he was 12 as a newspaper boy: one afternoon in the afternoon, I and a young man hid in the backyard of an old lady and stoned her roof , Looked like a small stone bullets shot down like a comet, I feel very interested. When I throw a pebble again, maybe slippery, hit the window of the porch, did not wait to hear crisp broken glass, we