张华孤独地坐在椅子上，有点像个泥菩萨。他觉得很累，周身发软。８月盛夏，空气都点得燃火，干燥、高温与闷热劈头盖脸地涌来，仿佛要把人身上的劲儿随汗水一道挤出来泄走。夏夜如一口烧热的黑铁锅，罩着这重庆市长江三峡边的县城，沉闷且无光，似乎正憋着一场暴雨。在这... Zhang Hua alone sitting in a chair, a bit like a clay Buddha. He felt tired, whole body soft. In mid-August, the air is flammable, dry, hot and sultry. All over the place, it seems as if the body must be squeezed out with sweat. Summer night, such as a hot black wok, covered with the Three Gorges, Chongqing, the Yangtze River County, boring and dull, seems to be holding a heavy rain. At this...