Tariq walks into a bike shop near the beach. "I want to rent a bike, please," he says. The man behind the counter nods and picks a bike.
塔里克走进海滩附近的一家自行车店。“我想租一辆自行车，麻烦你，”他说。柜台后面的男人点点头，挑了一辆车。
Tariq takes the bike outside and gets on. His knees hit the handlebars with every turn. The seat is too high for him.
塔里克把车推到外面，骑了上去。每次转弯，他的膝盖都会撞到车把。座椅对他来说太高了。
Tariq rides in a slow circle and almost falls. A woman on the sidewalk laughs and points.
塔里克慢慢地绕着圈骑，差点摔倒。人行道上的一位女士笑着指了指他。
Tariq stops and looks down at the bike. "This bike is too big for me," he says.
塔里克停下来，低头看着车。“这辆车对我来说太大了，”他说。
He walks the bike back into the shop. "Sorry, this bike is too big," Tariq says. "Do you have a small one?" he asks.
他把车推回店里。“对不起，这辆车太大了，”塔里克说，“你们有小一点的吗？”他问。
"Of course, my mistake," the man says. He brings out a small blue bike from the back.
“当然有，是我的错，”男人说。他从后面推出一辆蓝色的小自行车。
Tariq sits on the new bike and smiles. His feet touch the ground now. "This one is perfect," Tariq says.
塔里克坐上新车，笑了。这下他的脚能碰到地面了。“这辆正合适，”塔里克说。
He rides out of the shop and down the road. The wind feels cool against his face.
他骑出车店，沿着路骑去。风吹在脸上，凉凉的。
He turns toward the long path by the water. Boats sit quietly near the old wooden dock.
他拐上了水边那条长长的小路。船只静静地停在古老的木码头旁。
Tariq rides past them and waves at two fishermen. He rides all the way to the lighthouse and back.
塔里克骑过它们，朝两个渔夫挥了挥手。他一路骑到灯塔，又骑了回来。
