Dusk, I jog in the road industry. Have a young man ran up from behind me, in my ear hastily cried: "Run!" "What happened?" I ask young people around him. "Ran quickly." Young people go in front of me. My rapid recovery of the 500 meters after the breathless questions: "What happened in the end?" "You run too slow." Young people leaving me, a big move back and forth.
黄昏的时候，我在产业道路上慢跑。有一个年轻人从我后面跑上来，在我耳边急促地叫着：“快跑！”“发生了什么事？”我问身旁的年轻人。“赶快跑。”年轻人跑到我的前面。我快速的追了五百公尺以后，气喘吁吁的追问：“到底发生了什么事？”“你跑得太慢了。”年轻人丢下我，自顾自往前跑去。