The sun sleeps ground of eye Xing Song relies on to horizon be in, send out the warm sunshine of yellow giving orange, apply colours to a drawing one cloudlet colour, the storefront of roadside domestic home shined the lamp, the city began final “ to perform ” .
太阳睡眼惺忪地靠在天边，散发出橙黄色的温暖的阳光，渲染一片云彩，路边的店面家家亮了灯，城市开始了最后的“表演”。
I walk into fastfood street, fragrance of mixed and disorderly stagger surrounds in me beside, barbecue shop store, merchant is baking hotpot attentively to string together, brows is being knitted gently, keep stringing together the hotpot in the hand flipping through, aerosol lets his line of sight become ambiguous gradually, merchant just gives a Sukhavati with fan fan, continue to baking ……
我走进小吃街，杂乱交错的香味环绕在我身旁，烧烤店铺子，店主正细心地烤着羊肉串，眉头轻轻皱着，不停地将手中的羊肉串翻动着，烟雾渐渐让他的视线变得模糊，店主只是用扇子扇出一片净土，继续烤着……
The newspaper says on the road, barbecue is harmful the body, I just am looked at silently.
报道上说，烧烤有害身体，我只是静静地看着。
The roadside of dirty chaos, faint in in the dark, a few laborers sit on step, sorption smoke, prattle is worn they are insipid and tough life, burning butt is floating ignore bright ignore dark glow, change gives continuously black smoke.
脏乱的路边，在一片昏暗中，几个民工坐在台阶上，吸着烟，闲聊着他们平淡而艰苦的生活，燃烧着的烟头泛着忽明忽暗的红光，窜出缕缕青烟。
Hearing their story, the old person in the home every besides the body of day dirty article, the child …… that lacks company I also not by bemoan, of this the manners and morals of the time unjust, heavy topic, I just am listening silently.
听着他们的故事，家中老人每况日下作文的身体，缺乏陪伴的孩子……我也不由哀叹，这世道的不公，沉重的话题，我只是静静地听着。
In shabby bookshop, they are absorption the book in reading a hand, a breathed world, bookshop lamplight is a little dim, this is bad to their eye, some people had worn glasses, wanting to also know this is how no-go. The bookshop does not have a chair, the station became tired also can recumbent bookshelf is crouching partly, double leg genuflect is on the ground, open a body. I think, intellectual glamour always lets a person be its indefatigably to be obsessed with namely probably!
破旧的书店里，他们专心读着手中的书，一个无声的世界，书店灯光有些昏暗，这对他们的眼睛不好，有的人已经戴上了眼镜，想想也知道这是多么的不方便。书店没有椅子，站累了也就只能靠着书架半蹲着，双腿跪在地上，撑起身子。我想，知识的魅力或许就是总让人不知疲倦的为其痴迷吧！
Had walked along a storefront of another stale, shop, saw all sorts of different people, appearing burning incense odour of the world everywhere, although do not have the brilliance of boast person, what can also one kind comes from people is simple.
走过一家又一家陈旧的店面，铺子，看到了各种不同的人，处处透着人间的香火气味，虽没有耀人的光华，可也有一种来自人民的朴素。
The sun falls, small cup of street lamp small cup shines, urban Ye Caigang just began.
太阳落下，路灯盏盏亮起，城市的夜才刚刚开始。(文/王钰婷)