《故园风雨后》TeacherGwen230130

It needed this voice from the past to recall me; the indiscriminate chatter of praise all that crowded day had worked on me like a succession of advertisement hoardings on a long road, kilometre after kilometre between the poplars, commanding one to stay at some new hotel, so that when at the end of the drive, stiff and dusty, one arrives at the destination, it seems inevitable to turn into the yard under the name that had first bored, then angered one, and finally become an inseparable part of one’s fatigue.  让我记起事来的话需要来自过往的声音：那一天很忙碌，那喋喋不休的胡乱赞颂对我来说就是漫漫长路上杨树之间的一系列巨幅广告牌，一公里接着一公里，招徕着人们去新开的旅店。如此一来，当肢体僵硬、风尘仆仆的人们在驱车的最后关头、抵达终点的时候，开车转进旅店的场地似乎也就无可避免了。而进的那片场地属于广告牌上刊登的第一家，结果却激怒了另一家旅店，所有的一切到头来都成了人们的不可分割的一部分疲劳。