8 (2) Zhao Ao is surpassed
八（2）赵奥赛
There is those half red gauze in hand of old man selling charcoal, looking at the yellow garment emissary of swagger off, double genu one soft, splash those who rise is turbid asperse in that over white damask silk.
卖炭翁手中握着那半匹红纱，望着扬长而去的黄衣使者，双膝一软，溅起的泥水洒在了那白绫之上。
He is full of the fine long hair in the eyes of rare ala not to have colour originally then, the head hanged down feebly. Is this the a fewth? He himself asks himself. Now.. , the lofty ideal when he remembered he is young, of father exert one's utmost effort teach, he does not lose popular confidence, ever also was that sound beautiful man. Regrettablly my destiny not good, more abominable that eunuch be in power... why? Why.作文网 zUOwEnBa.Net
他那原本充满希翼的眼神中毫无色彩，头颅无力地垂了下去。这是第几次了？他自己问自己。忽而，他想起了自己年轻时的壮志，父亲呕心沥血的教导，他不负众望，也曾是那探花郎。只可惜我命运不济，更可恨那宦官当道……为什么？为什么。
Delay station removes Weng Huan selling charcoal, shuang Tong is without life, he one pace move of another pace ground is moving, dodder along. Suddenly, fitful cries voice goes from the spew like the flood in his mouth, he falls again in slimy berth. Shakily of his left hand is helping the back of old ox up, yang Tian laughs! He laughs at him himself, he laughs at this a fatuous and self-indulgent ruler, he laughs at this two hundred and seventy-six million four hundred and forty-seven thousand two hundred and thirty-two eunuch...
卖炭翁缓缓站起，双瞳毫无生气，他一步又一步地挪移着，跌跌撞撞。忽然，一阵阵的哭泣声从他的口中洪水般喷涌而出，他再次跌倒在泥泊里。他左手颤抖着扶着老牛的背，仰天大笑！他笑他自己，他笑这昏君，他笑这千千万万宦官……
Immediately white damask silk tangles went up his neck, double leg is in convulsive after a period of time, eventually no longer move.
随即白绫缠上了他的脖子，双腿在抽搐了一阵子后，终于不再动弹。