Please translate the following into English Please translate the following from English to Chinese.

No. 2: This is the time for a haircut.

Lenny didn't even look in the mirror. Even if he's bald, he.

Knowing that he needed to cut his hair every two weeks.

He has a "tongue" on top of the hair

His head. His hair is thinning crown. He still has a lot of hair on the sides and back. It's what they call "salt and pepper," and that's what they call it

A mixture of gray hair and dark brown hair. It was only a few years that he figured out salt and pepper until it became just salt.

He never let his hair grow more than two.

Week. The longer it gets, the worse it looks, he thinks.

His bathroom sink was covered with newspapers.

No hair is in vain. He plugged in with the Clippers and began.

Cut his hair. He started at the back of his head, to the sides, and finished the top. Every minute or so, he cleans his hair.

Blades with an old toothbrush.

With that, he picked up a hand and examined it in a mirror.

The back of his head. Everything seems to be fine. He returned to the kitchen with the newspaper he was carrying, shaking his head and cutting his hair into the trash.

Then, he took a shower.

Number 2 it's time for a haircut.

Lenny doesn't even have to look in the mirror. Even though he's going bald, he.

Knowing that he needs to cut his hair every two weeks.

He has a "tongue" on the hair.

His head. His hair thinned crown. He still has enough hair on the sides and back. It's what they call "salt and pepper," a mixture of gray hair, dark brown hair. It was just a few years, he thought, until salt and pepper became salt.

He never let his hair grow more than two.

Week. The longer it gets, the worse it looks, he thought.

He put newspapers in the bathroom sink.

No hair in vain. He plugged in the clippers and started.

Cut his hair. He started behind his head, went to both sides, finished at the top. Every minute or so, he has to clean the hair leaves with an old toothbrush.

When it was done, he picked up a hand mirror to examine.

The back of his head. Everything looks fine. He withdrew the newspaper into the kitchen and shook off the cut hair into the trash.

Then, he took a shower.

My brother Bob and I used to walk to the small villages in Eastern Liberia. The village at the end of the road made our walk more interesting. We would bring our own lunch, enjoy food in the shade of trees along the way, and ask for a bottle of soda at the small shop in the village.

The way passes through five right-angled junctions for a dusty three-mile journey. Two of the five right-angle intersections were only fifty yards apart, as the difference in surface height between the two protrusions caused the dusty ground to jolt. Until 1800, it was the southern boundary of the Western Connecticut Immigrant Reservation.

When I was a teenager, many roads were as bumpy as that road.