一沾满了银白色油漆的刷子在铁栅栏上笨拙地上下左右地点点戳戳、拖拖扫扫,不时地有油漆防不胜防地滴在地上。还好,宏的手伸得老长,身子前倾,生怕捅破蜂窝那般小心谨慎,他的鞋子,包括时新的衣裤竟然不像在与油漆打交道:一丝一点的斑迹都没有。刷子走过的地方,原先显得老旧甚至有些锈迹的铁栅栏顿时就有了崭新的精神面貌。这符合宏的性情,无论何时,从头到脚干净整洁, A brush covered with silver-white paint clumsily piled up and down around the iron fence, dragging and sweeping from time to time with paint that could not be prevented dropping to the ground. Fortunately, the macro hand stretched out, leaning forward, for fear of piercing the honeycomb so cautious, his shoes, including the new clothes, even when not in contact with the paint: a trace of the stains are not. Where the brush has passed, the original iron fence, which appears old or even rusty, suddenly has a brand new mental outlook. This is consistent with the macro nature, no matter when, from head to toe clean,