风来巷的尽头有一间孤零零的窝棚状的房子，与邻近 的几栋“豪宅”相比，它是那么的灰暗、破旧和肮脏。 那里住着一个叫福顺的老头，他有一条狗，叫阿福。 不知从什么时候起老头就习惯了背把椅子坐在巷口，从早到晚地守在那，像是等什么人，又像是进入了沉思，一动不动。只有阿 At the end of the Wind Lane there is a solitary shanty-shaded house that is so gloomy, dilapidated and dirty compared to the neighboring “mansions.” There lived an old man named Fushun, he had a dog, called Fu. I do not know since when the old man got used to the back of the chair sitting in the alley, from morning till night to keep there, like what other people, but also like into the meditation, motionless. Only A