chapter Ⅳ 接过墨客的衣钵摇旗呐喊（28）

    她继续赶路。那罐水放在她肩膀上，很重。她继续走路。孩子们听得见水在罐子里溅出来的声音，走到半路，她停下来，把水罐放了下来。她的孩子们在呜呜地哭，在摸水罐。她想她不能打开水罐，因为灰尘会吹进来的。只有到了家，她才能打开水罐。

    she steps on. the can of oes. the children can hear the  and touching the can. she thinks that she cannot open it, because dust ets home.

    “等一等，”她对她的孩子们讲，“等一等吧。”

    “ether and go on.

    她想：我老师说，那里有一个图书馆，比超市还大，是一座很大的大楼，里面满当当的全是书。这年轻的女子一边走，一边微笑，风沙吹打着她的面庞。我聪明，她想。老师说我很聪明。是全学校最聪明的——她说我是最聪明的。我的孩子们像我，也会很聪明。我会带她们去图书馆，那个满是书的地方，她们将会上学，将来当老师——我老师对我说过，我是能当老师的。她们会离开这里，到很远的地方，挣钱。她们会住在那个大图书馆的附近，过上很好的生活。

    she thinks. my teacher said there ger than the supermarket, a big building and it is full of books. the young  as she moves on, the dust blo in her face. i am clever, she thinks. teacher said i am clever. the cleverest in the school—she said i o to school, and they  money. they  library and live a good life.

    您可能会问，那一部分俄国小说最后在印度人小店的柜台上结局如何？

    you may ask hooes that poor girl, held upright by thoughts of the ive her children once home, and drink a little herself. on she goes... through the dreaded dusts of an african drought.

    我们是一帮子疲惫不堪的人，生活在我们的世界上——我们这个遭受威胁的世界。我们动辄就讽刺甚至是冷嘲热讽。有些词语和思想我们几乎没有用过，它们已经变得如此的陈腐过时。然而我们也许可以恢复一些已经失去其力量的词语。

    ood for irony and even cynicism. some oing back to the egyptians, the greeks, the romans. it is all there, this ain and again by h to come on it. a treasure. suppose it did not exist. hoacy of languages, poems, histories, and it is not one that o back and back, to a clearing in the forest reat fire burns, and the old shamans dance and sing, for our heritage of stories began in fire, magic, the spirit world. and that is where it is held, today.</p>

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