欧洲西海岸的某港口泊着一条渔船,一个衣衫寒碜的人正在船里打盹儿。一位穿着入时的旅游者赶忙往相机里装上彩色胶卷,以便拍下这幅田园式的画面:湛蓝的天,碧绿的海翻滚着雪白的浪花,黝黑的船,红色的渔夫帽。“咔嚓。”再来一张:“咔嚓。”好事成三吗,当然,那就来个第三张。这清脆的、几乎怀着敌意的声音把正在打盹的渔夫弄醒了,他慢腾腾地支支腰,慢腾腾地伸手去摸香烟盒;烟还没有摸着,这位热情的游客就已将一包香烟递到了他 There was a fishing boat in a port on the west coast of Europe, and a chilly man was napping in the boat. A traveler dressed in the rush hurried to the camera loaded with color film in order to take this idyllic picture: blue sky, turquoise sea rolling white spray, dark boat, red fisherman’s hat. “Kacha. ” Another one: “Kacha.” Good things into three, of course, then come a third. This crisp, almost hostile voice woke the nosy fisherman as he slumped slowly to his hand and slowly reached out to touch the cigarette case; the smoke had not touched yet and the enthusiastic tourist had put a Packet of cigarettes handed him