一个夏天的午后,太阳光从窗外照进来,熏熏地趴在我的桌上,就像我慵懒的情绪。我盯着书桌乱看一气,发现在光线的缝隙里,投下来一个老狱的影子,透过老狱依稀的身影,我一下子想清了他的故事,我决定不做任何保留,现在就告诉你。我的朋友老狱,长一个弥勒佛一样的大肚子,为人乐观开朗,说话嗓音洪亮。老狱喝酒的时候,从来不用人劝,吱溜一杯下肚,吱溜又一 A summer afternoon, the sun shined in from the window, smoked lying on my desk, like my lazy mood. I stared at the despair of the desk and found that in the light of the slit, I dropped an old prison shadow and, through the shadow of my old prison, I suddenly figured out his story. I decided not to make any reservations. Now Tell you. My friend, a jail, grows like a Maitreya-like belly, optimistic and optimistic about people, his voices loud and clear. When he was drinking, he never asked anyone to persuade him to squeak a cup and squeak another