斑马线前的选择热带的太阳打在大街上,蒸起一片烟尘。这个人站在斑马线一端。阳光摄下他的影子,很黑。对面的灯瞪红了眼。一个红色的小人肃立,一动不动。他也一动不动。此时,大街一片寂静,空气没有流动,汽车也没有流动。也许是晒得挺不住了,也许是等得不耐烦了——一见有机可乘,一些人鱼贯而过。中国式过马路,随时随地都在演出。其实,我也曾随大流,无视过红灯的警告。无视生命的尊严,与人的尊严。这个人宁可晒着,宁可让马路空荡着。 Zebra crossing before the choice of the tropical sun hit the street, steaming a piece of smoke and dust. This person stands at one end of the zebra crossing. Sunshine photographed his shadow, very dark. The opposite lamp stared. A red villain stands motionless. He is motionless. At this point, the street was silent, the air did not flow, and the car did not flow. It may be sunburn, perhaps impatient - a ride, some people go by. Chinese-style cross the street, performing anytime, anywhere. In fact, I have also followed the crowd, ignoring the red light warning. Ignoring the dignity of life and human dignity. This person is rather basking, rather let the road empty.