一大早儿,人称老乔的乔得龙就来到了后海。他和遛早儿的大爷大妈打着招呼,向身穿红马甲的胡同游的“祥子”们微笑,然后就在银锭桥边坐了下来,他是这儿的熟人了,人们都叫他“画画儿的老外”,“胡同的画家”或者“乔先生”。他打开随身带着的家伙什儿:画夹、笔墨箱,放下马扎,絮上烟丝,叼上大烟斗,看一眼湖面上顽皮地跳跃的朝阳,老乔美妙的一天就开始了。 Early in the day, Qiao DeLong, a man named Joe, came to the sea. He and his elder aunt strolled a long time ago, greeted each other with “Hsiang-tzu” dressed in red veil and then sat down beside the silver ingot. He was an acquaintance here, and people called him “to draw Child foreigner ”,“ alley painter ”or“ Joe ”. He opened the guy who took him with children: clip, ink tank, down Mazar, floss tobacco, Diao big pipe, glance on the lake architecturally jumping sun, Joe wonderful day began.