It was a market day, so people and traffic had been pouring into the town since early morning.  16  it was an old town, even the main street was very  17  and soon became overcrowded. There was not enough  18  for all the people on the sidewalk at the roadside,  19  they overflowed into the road, 20   danger to their lives from  21  cars and buses, the drivers of  42  were constantly blowing their horns (喇叭) to 23  people to get out of their  24 .

　   Yet it was a(n)  25  scene. Peasants walked along the street, their heads piled high with baskets or beautifully woven blankets which they hoped to   26  to the townsfolk. Men with carts  27  their way along, shouting their goods at the top of their  28 . They were selling apples, oranges and grapes -- the 29  of their fields. 30  it all, women in bright summer clothes made their way, laughing and talking, 31  children rushed in and out of the crowds screaming with laughter when they did’t ask for something they could not have, or crying with  32  because they were lost.

    The noise went on all day. People did not even stop for a meal, but preferred to buy bits of meat cooked over a fire or bread or ice-cream from the street sellers. The  33  from this and from all the activities of the day began to collect in the street. And finally, when night at last came, the street 34   and only the rubbish  35   sadly blowing in the cooling night wind.