他对他所期望乘坐的绿皮车有着美好的印象：在一列缓缓行驶的列车上，人员杂乱、过道拥挤，人们靠着、倚着那破旧的座位。
He had a good idea of what to expect: a slow, rickety ride with a jumble of people crammed against one another on old, uncomfortable seats.
他直率的诗句，对尊重的朴实坚持，并承诺一个新的不妥协的秩序，军事化的纪律，靠着纯粹的意志力稳步前进。
The blunt poetry of his words, his unadorned insistence on respect, promised a new and uncompromising order, martial in its discipline, forged through sheer force of will.
“人是分三六九等的”，周对我们说道。他依靠着一个破旧的塑料编织袋，而他2岁的孙子则盖着他那帆布夹克躺在编织袋上面。
"The people are not equal," he'd said earlier, leaning back against a worn plastic bag as he cradled a 2-year-old grandson wrapped in a canvas jacket being used as a blanket.
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