和平年代,敌人都退到暗处。小偷在黑夜,抢劫者鬼鬼祟祟,杀人放火也不敢在光天化日下。可是一走到路上,我害怕了,满街都是敌人。 的士像蛇一样曲行,突然从后面窜出,擦肩而过,地上溅起一汪浊水。再一回头,大巴发疯了,机器轰隆,震耳欲聩,黑压压冲过来,车身歪扭,地动山摇,吓也被吓出一身冷汗。如果过交叉路口,我知道千万不能太相信悬在上面的红绿灯,灯是用来对付君子的,只要没交警 In peacetime, the enemy retreated to the dark place. Thieves in the dark, looting sneaky, murder and arson did not dare in broad daylight. But as soon as I walked down the road, I was scared, and the streets were all enemies. Taxi like a serpentine, suddenly sprang from the back, pass by, the ground splashed with a burst of muddy water. Once again, the bus was crazy, the machine bangs, eager, dark pressure rushed over, the body crooked, moving, scared to be scared of a cold sweat. If you cross the intersection, I know that you must not trust too much traffic lights hanging above, the light is used to deal with a gentleman, as long as no traffic police