He doesn't haunt my dreams as I feared that night. Instead I am flying far
across fields and woods, looking down on those below me. Suddenly I fall to the
ground and it is only when I wake up that I realize I was shot by a hunter,
brought down by the burden of not the bullet but the soul of the man who shot it.
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那天晚上,出乎意料的是,他并没有入到我的梦中
。在梦里,我飞过田野和森林,俯瞰着大地。突然
间,我掉了下来……醒来后才发现原来自己被猎人
打中了,但是令我坠落的不是他的子弹,而是他的
灵魂。
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