鸟俯着头,望着像野鹿一样昂然而优雅地陈列在展示架上的精美的非洲地图,不禁克制地轻轻叹了口气。但店员对鸟的叹息没有特别注意。暮色已深,初夏的热气犹如一位庞大的死亡巨人的体温,从覆盖地表的大气里全然脱落。六月,午后六时半,街市上已经不再有流汗的行人,但鸟的妻子,或许却正赤裸裸地横卧在橡胶布上,眼睛 The bird bowed his head and looked at the beautiful African map of the fair, gracefully and elegantly displayed on the display shelf, sighing uncontrollably. But the clerk did not pay special attention to the bird’s sigh. Dusk has deep, early summer heat like a giant body temperature death, completely covered from the surface of the atmosphere off. In June, at half past six in the afternoon, sweaty pedestrians are no longer available on the market, but the bird’s wife may be naked lying on rubberized cloth with his eyes