林荫路旁侍立着一排像是没有尽头的漂亮的黄墙,墙上自然不缺少我们这“文字国”最典型的方块字的装饰,只因马车跑得太快,来不及念它,心想反正不是机关,便是学校,要不就是营房。忽然两座约莫二丈来,影壁不像影壁,华表不像华表,极尽丑恶之能事的木质构造物闯入了 On the roadside stands a row of beautiful yellow walls that look like no end. There is no shortage of the most typical square word decorations on our walls. Because the carriage runs too fast, it is too late to read it. Anyway, not thinking organs, is the school, or is the barracks. Suddenly two about Mozambique to come, the film wall is not like the wall, the Chinese table is not like Hua table, the most ugly thing wooden structure into the