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我写的双语小说《沐于浮华》Bathing In the Limelight旁边摊位的卖锅大哥正抡着一口铁锅往地上砸。那锅黑沉沉、厚墩墩，像从地狱里锻造出来的盾牌。他一下接一下地砸，每砸一次，地面就震颤一次，仿佛整座大厅都跟着那口锅在发抖。"砸不烂——摔不碎——用三代——！"那吼声像一头被激怒的公牛，撞破空气，直直地灌进他的耳朵里，震得他耳膜发麻，连牙齿都跟着嗡嗡作响。他感觉自己的声音被那吼声碾碎了，像一片枯叶落在铁轨上，被疾驰的火车碾成了粉末。At the next stall, the pot-vendor brother was heaving an iron wok into the ground. The wok was pitch-black and thick-hewn, forged like a shield straight out of hell. He slammed it blow after blow — each time, the floor shuddered, as though the entire hall were trembling along with that wok."Won't dent — won't crack — lasts three generations!"The roar came like an enraged bull, shattering the air and pouring straight into his ears. His eardrums went numb, and even his teeth hummed with the vibration. He felt his voice crushed beneath that roar — a dry leaf falling onto a railway track, ground to dust beneath a dashing train.
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