手■张计开往C城的汽车一路上停停靠靠，已经晃荡了两个多小时。这会儿车上了国道，才平稳些。车上人多，站着的都被挤得歪着斜着，像被手法拙劣的小孩捏成的泥人儿，不成个样子。有座位的大都是起点站上的，早就累了，现在都懒洋洋地打起了瞌睡。我眯着两眼，靠在座位上养神。 Hand ■ Zhang meter car parked in C City stop all the way to rely on, has sloshing more than two hours. It was only smoother when I got on the national highway. Many people in the car, standing are squeezed crooked skew, like the muddy children into the hands of clumsy children, not a show. Most of the seats are starting point on the station, already tired, and now are lazily playing drowsiness. I squinted, relying on the seat of God.