城市迷路 – Lost in City

chéng shì mí lù

wǒ zhàn zài mò shēng de shí zì lù kǒu， wán quán mí shī le fāng xiàng。 wǒ lā zhù yī wèi lù rén， jiāo jí de wèn： “ qǐng wèn， qù lǎo chéng qū de bó wù guǎn zěn me zǒu？ ” tā yáo yáo tóu shuō： “ wǒ bù tài qīng chǔ， nǐ zuì hǎo wèn wèn fù jìn de xiǎo diàn lǎo bǎn。 ” wǒ zǒu dào yī jiā zá huò diàn， yòu wèn： “ qǐng wèn， bó wù guǎn zài nǎ ér？ ” lǎo bǎn zhǐ zhe qián fāng shuō： “ nǐ zǒu dào xià yī gè lù kǒu yòu zhuǎn， zài zǒu èr bǎi mǐ jiù dào le。 ”

wǒ àn zhào zhǐ shì zǒu dào nà gè lù kǒu， què fā xiàn nà lǐ shì gè sǐ hú tóng。 wǒ zhǐ hǎo zài wèn yī gè qīng jié gōng： “ qǐng wèn， bó wù guǎn zěn me zǒu？ wǒ hǎo xiàng zǒu cuò le。 ” tā nài xīn de shuō： “ nǐ gāng cái yīng gāi zài dì èr gè lù kǒu zuǒ zhuǎn， bù shì yòu zhuǎn。 ” wǒ xiè guò tā， zhōng yú zhǎo dào le zhèng què de lù。 dàn bó wù guǎn dà mén jǐn bì， wǒ shī wàng de zhàn zài mén kǒu。

zhè shí， yī gè lǎo rén zǒu guò lái wèn： “ qǐng wèn， nǐ zài zhǎo shén me？ ” wǒ shuō： “ wǒ zài zhǎo bó wù guǎn， dàn guān mén le。 ” lǎo rén shuō： “ bó wù guǎn zài lìng yī tiáo jiē， nǐ zǒu cuò le。 fù jìn yǒu gè xiǎo gōng yuán， nǐ chuān guò gōng yuán jiù dào le。 ” wǒ àn tā shuō de zǒu dào nà gè lù kǒu， guǒ rán kàn dào le bó wù guǎn。 wǒ zhōng yú sōng le yī kǒu qì， xīn xiǎng： wèn lù shí yī dìng yào wèn qīng chǔ， bù néng pà má fán。

Lost in City

I stood at a strange intersection, completely lost. I grabbed a passerby and asked anxiously, ‘Excuse me, how do I get to the museum in the old town? ‘ He shook his head and said, ‘I’m not sure. You’d better ask a nearby shop owner. ‘ I walked to a grocery store and asked again, ‘Excuse me, where is the museum? ‘ The owner pointed ahead and said, ‘Turn right at the next intersection, then walk two hundred meters and you’ll be there. ‘

I followed the directions to that intersection, but found it was a dead end. I had to ask a cleaner again, ‘Excuse me, how do I get to the museum? I think I took a wrong turn. ‘ He patiently said, ‘You should have turned left at the second intersection, not right. ‘ I thanked him and finally found the correct path. But the museum gate was closed, and I stood there disappointed.

Just then, an old man came over and asked, ‘Excuse me, what are you looking for? ‘ I said, ‘I’m looking for the museum, but it’s closed. ‘ The old man said, ‘The museum is on another street. You went the wrong way. There’s a small park nearby; if you go through the park, you’ll get there. ‘ I followed his directions to that intersection and indeed saw the museum. I finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking: When asking for directions, you must ask clearly and not be afraid of trouble.

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