Yang Ge also slowed his pace, gazing fixedly at the sparkling river on that side. After a long while, he retracted his gaze and continued pushing his tricycle along.,When the pedestrians on the road became sparse, he pushed his tricycle and started to run wildly, grinding the cast iron parts connecting the wheel and axle so fiercely that sparks flew!,Let me know if you have more text you'd like me to translate!。