有一次,一位梦想家从沙漠来到伟大的舍里阿城;他的全部家当,就是身穿的衣裳和手中的一根木棒。走在街上,他对眼前的殿堂、尖塔、宫殿,既敬畏又惊叹,舍里阿城好不富丽堂皇!他不时拉住行人,询问城市的情况,但他和行人彼此都听不懂对方的语言。时值中午,他在一家大饭店门前停下。饭店用金黄色的大理石砌成,人们从门口进进出出,无人阻拦。 Once, a dreamer came from the desert to the great city of Sheriya; all his belongings were the clothes he was wearing and a wooden stick in his hand. Walking in the street, he in front of the palace, steeple, palace, both in awe and wonder, the city of Syarianta magnificent! From time to time he pedestrians, asking the city’s situation, but he and pedestrians do not understand each other’s Language. At noon, he stopped in front of a large hotel. Hotel with golden marble, people from the doorway out, no one blocked.