卖炭翁老爷们你知道他那捆捆炭火还是从山上挑来的吗
在一个深冬的夜晚，天空飘着细密的雪花，街道上行人稀少。老张他就站在街角，一手提着烟斗，一手拿着那捆捆炭火，他就是我们村子里熟知的卖炭翁。
sells coal, he's the one who brings warmth to our homes during the cold winter nights. His rugged face and calloused hands tell a story of hard work and dedication.
"老爷们，你知道这炭火还是从山上挑来的吗？" 他对路过的人说，这是他每天早上的问候。
The smoke from his pipe curls up into the air, carrying with it the scent of tobacco and woodsmoke. He takes a drag, exhales slowly, and continues on his way.
He has been doing this for years, braving the harsh winters to bring heat to our homes. His is a selfless job, one that requires strength and resilience.
As he walks down the street, people nod in recognition but few stop to talk. They know that he is busy making sure they have enough coal for the night ahead.
Old Zhang may not be rich or famous but he is respected by all. He is a reminder that there are still people out there who work hard every day just so others can stay warm at night.
So next time you see an old man selling coal on your street corner remember Old Zhang from my village. He may not have much but what he does matters more than you think.