2008年3月,我作为一家国有企业的葡萄牙语翻译,来到了安哥拉首都卢安达。经过30多个小时的漫长飞行才抵达,走下飞机的那一刻,一阵热浪袭来,死死地打在我身上,这才真切地感受到什么是非洲。从机场出来的路上,我被眼前的景象震撼了:长达27年的内战已经把这个国家的一切美好都给摧毁了。坑洼的道路,肮脏的街区,到处是废墟。还有看不见的深埋地下的千万颗地雷,贫穷与疾病。由于工作的关系, In March 2008, as a Portuguese translator for a state-owned company, I came to Luanda, the capital of Angola. After a long flight of more than 30 hours, we arrived at the plane. At that moment, a wave of heat struck and struck me. Only then did I really feel what was African. From the airport, I was shocked by the sight: The 27-year civil war has destroyed all the beauty of this country. Pit roads, dirty neighborhoods, and ruin everywhere. There are invisible millions of land-mines, poverty and diseases. Due to the work,