日子一天天过去1天亮的时候,城市的某一处,一只狗叫了起来,声音不急不缓,似乎不是向着某个具体的目标,而是向着天空。这样的叫声很散漫,使城市在黎明时分显出了难得的空旷。这只狗不知隐藏在哪个角落,从来没有见过它的面目,但在每一天的这个时候,总是要叫上那么一阵。它的叫声毫无攻击性,也不是要阻止一个陌生人的到来。它的叫声只是告诉城市里睡意正浓的人们:天亮了,起床了。 As the days passed, one day past, a certain part of the city called for a dog to sound unobtrusive, as if not toward a specific goal, but toward the sky. Such a cry is very diffuse, so that the city showed a rare open at dawn. I do not know which corner of the dog is hidden, I have never seen it, but at this time of day, I am always going to call for a while. It’s scandalous, nor does it stop the arrival of a stranger. Its cries only tell the sleepy people in the city: dawn, get up.