雨季过后,人们看到布町又开始在山坡上放羊。他手持一支脱了毛的芦苇梗子,斜挎着泛白的牛仔帆布包,眼睛一直望向北山的最北处,那遥远的一个小缺口,是通往外界的唯一道路。布町逢人就问:“你从哪里过来?有没有看到过一个旅行者?他穿着灰白的长褂,深蓝色裤子,可能没有穿鞋。”说到这里,布町手在布包里翻找,拿出一双细长歪扭的黑色褡裢布鞋, After the rainy season, people saw cloth town began to sheep on the hillside. He held a hairless reed stubble, slung a denim canvas bag, his eyes always looking north toward Kitayama. A remote gap was the only way to the outside world. Everyone on the cloth town asked: “Where did you come from? Have you ever seen a traveler? He wore a gray gown, dark blue pants, may not wear shoes. ” Here, fabric hand in the cloth Looking through the bag, come up with a pair of slender twisted black 褡 裢 cloth shoes,