我骑着自行车飞快地在自行车流中钻来钻去,像一条急于产卵的鳟鱼。天色微微露明,马路上的车子并不多,我的车子穿行得很从容。白色“乔丹”鞋有节奏地上下运动,山地车轴承发出悦耳的响声,随着身体的左右摇晃,车子左拐右拐,游刃有余。身边的骑车人多是学生,面无表情,吃力地前行。 I rode my bike and drilled in the bike stream like a squid eager to lay eggs. The sky was slightly overcast. There were not many cars on the road. My car was very relaxed. The white “Jordan” shoes move up and down rhythmically, and the mountain bike bearings produce a pleasing sound, and with the body’s right and left shaking, the car turns left and right, and it goes smoothly. The cyclists around them are mostly students, expressionless and struggling.