被夏日炙烤得炽热的天空下传来了单调,低沉的嗡嗡声,它偶尔被其他一些声响——狗吠、人语、远方传来的马达声所打断,但那些声音都象沉入一口深井般,很快就消失了,只剩下了嗡嗡声。老教师感到他被这声音缓缓地摇晃着,昏昏欲睡。 “老师,该吃午饭了。”突然来到他身后的尼科迪姆说。 A monotonous, deep buzz came under the hot, sun-roasted summer sky, occasionally interrupted by other sounds - the barking, the human language, and the sound of motors coming from afar, but those voices were like Sinking into a deep well, soon disappeared, leaving only a buzz. The old teacher felt he was shaking slowly by this sound, lethargic. “Teacher, you have lunch. ” Nicodemou, who came suddenly behind him, said.