当地中海傍晚的最后几缕阳光照在雅典城的时候,苏格拉底先生从广场急匆匆地开始往家赶。他照例穿着皱巴巴的破袍子,光着一双脚,晃晃悠悠地快步急行,来不及体会刚才在广场上用“思想助产术”又帮助N个年轻人解决了某些重大的人生苦恼的快感。因为他要赶着回家烧晚饭,回去迟了的话老婆又要大发雷霆了。很受众人欢迎的苏格拉底先生其实一点都不帅,他身材矮小,相貌绝对算不上正面典型,秃顶圆脸,目光呆滞,肥大的酒糟鼻不识趣地占据了脸部最醒目的位置,体态臃肿,活脱脱一个酒馆跑堂儿的经典形象。很多年以后在东方有一个瘦小的年轻人写了一部著名的小说《孔乙己》 When the last few rays of the Mediterranean evening sun shined in the city of Athens, Mr. Socrates rushed home from the square. He used to wrinkle his wrinkled robes as usual, and with his bare feet, he swayed and rushed, and had no time to realize that he had just used “thoughtful midwifery” in the square to help N young people solve some of their major life anxieties. Pleasure. Because he was rushing home to burn supper, his wife would be furious again if he were to go back late. Mr. Socrates, who was very popular with the audience, was not handsome at all. His short stature, his appearance was definitely not a positive example, he was bald and round-faced, and his eyes were sluggish. The hypertrophic rosacea occupied the most eye-catching position in the face. The body is bloated, taking off the classic image of a pub hall. Many years later in the East there was a thin young man who wrote a famous novel “Kong Yiji.”