我要讲的是一位老人的故事。他有一张充满倦意的脸。他不再说话,他是那样的疲劳,以致都不愿再露出高兴或是生气的表情。他生活在一座小城中,住在大街靠近十字路口的一端。对他不值得专门描写,因为他与别人没什么不同。他戴一顶灰帽子,穿灰裤 I want to talk about the story of an old man. He has a tired face. He stopped talking and he was so tired that he did not want to look happy or angry again. He lives in a small town, at the end of the street near the crossroads. He deserves no special description because he is no different from the others. He wore a gray hat and gray pants