站在街口等绿灯的时候,我看见街道对面的大排档有一个男子正坐在长桌子前享用早餐。他的眼睛边沿上有一只灯泡在燃烧,看上去他的脸就要被烧烂了。那只无来由的独眼已经控制了这个男子,咬住了他的眼镜,他就要被烧焦了,成为一股烟子。但他毫不知情,那么安详地坐在那里,一边看一份晨报,不时地从汤碗里挑出几根面条吸进嘴巴去,现在他低着头喝起汤来,那妖怪在他的金属碗的边沿上闪烁。那个毒热的灯泡就安装在他的眼镜上,我在街对面看得一清二楚,它没有开关,没有电线连接,它是怎么连接到这个男子的 Standing in the street and other green lights, I saw a man sitting on the long table across the street enjoying breakfast. A light bulb was burning on the edge of his eye, and his face seemed to be burned. The one-eyed, one-eyed eye has taken control of the man, biting his glasses, and he's going to be charred into a cigarette. But without any knowledge, he sat quietly, read a morning paper, and occasionally picked a few noodles from the soup bowl and sucked it into his mouth. Now he lowered his head and drank the soup, and the monster in his Flashes on the edge of the metal bowl. The poisonous bulb was mounted on his glasses, and I was able to see it across the street without switching, without wires, how it connected to this man