那天,我在车上遇见了他。说实话,不算破旧的衣服,干干净净的人,挎着把吉他,怎么也不能将他与从前我见过的那些卖唱者联系在一起。开唱前,他讲了一小段话,没有人注意听,大概因为司空见惯了吧,不听也能猜到。 That day, I met him in the car. To tell the truth, not the old clothes, the clean ones, and the guitar, could not associate him with the singers I had seen before. Before the sing, he gave a short speech and no one listened to it. It was probably because it was commonplace in the world. He couldn’t listen and he could guess.