菜市场旁有个水果店,永远放着闹哄哄的音乐,虽然我从未认真地听过它们,却也知道这些歌登不了大雅之堂——那节奏强烈欢脱,和那路口弥漫着的鸡毛蒜皮的生活味道相得益彰。一次,极偶然地去那里买水果,喇叭里大声地循环着一首歌。歌曲中 There is a fruit shop next to the market, always with noisy music, although I have never listened carefully to them, but also know that these songs can not be elegant - that rhythm strongly rejoicing, and that intersection filled with trivial Life taste complement each other. Once, occasionally go there to buy fruit, loud speaker looping a song. Song