Chapter 1049: Chapter 93: Where in the World Is the Path to Immortality (55)
Just as Yun Hui was walking down the corridor, a shadow suddenly flashed before his eyes.
Yun Hui was startled, hurriedly turned around, only to see that the flashing shadow was not an outsider, but his colleague: Old Wolf.
“What’s wrong with you, lost and distracted?” Old Wolf frowned.
“Nothing, just thought of something.” Yun Hui shook his head, posing himself, “What are you doing here?”
Old Wolf didn’t pay much attention to Yun Hui’s odd behavior, and said, “Doing a round of patrol, checking if that intruder from before is still around.”
That person took advantage of the fact that Wolong Mountain Villa was unguarded, sneaking up and attacking Mr. Blind without success. It’s indeed possible they are still hiding, waiting for the next chance.
“By the way, I’ve just contacted Kun Peng Mountain Villa.” At this moment, Old Wolf leaned against the wall, lit up a big pipe, and while puffing, said, “Two logistics personnel stayed at Kun Peng Mountain Villa, the situation there is the same as here.”
All useless information, Yun Hui thought.
Yun Hui also leaned against the wall, right beside Old Wolf, watching the courtyard in front, he didn’t say anything more. Old Wolf curiously glanced at him and suddenly said, “Want a puff?”
Yun Hui shook his head, “No, you shouldn’t rely on being a monster to smoke so much marijuana.”
Old Wolf just smiled and didn’t say anything.
At this moment, Old Wolf suddenly took out a necklace from his neck. Inside the pendant of the necklace was a tiny photo. Yun Hui has worked with Old Wolf for over a year, and this photo in the necklace he has seen only twice.
“Thinking of your nephew again?” Yun Hui asked curiously.
He remembered Old Wolf mentioning he had a sister. However, the sister passed away long ago, leaving a pair of children. But Old Wolf has never talked about these kids.
“Just casually looking.” Old Wolf lowered his head, puffing on his pipe, as the white mist under the orange light of the corridor became more and more hazy.
Watching him, Yun Hui suddenly said, “Alright, I’ll take a puff.”
Old Wolf handed the pipe to Yun Hui, he learned to take a puff, a strong taste instantly spread in his mouth, acpanied by a dizzy feeling as if time slowed down, and the sounds around began to fade.
This was a very unfortable state, Yun Hui instinctively circulated the Mana within his body, trying to expel these bad feelings.
“Don’t focus your energy.” Old Wolf’s voice was deep, “The constitution of Taoists is strong enough, this bit of marijuana won’t harm you… relax, let time slow down, don’t think about anything, don’t think…”
Yun Hui instinctively stopped the flow of Mana, and gently took another puff.
Time gradually slowed down.
…
Smoke wafted slowly from the incense burner. It was lit with sandalwood, intended to calm the mind.
But the white-haired man seemed to not like this scent, or perhaps he was in a bad mood, and with a flick of his finger, a gust of wind instantly extinguished the burning sandalwood inside the incense burner.
The bottle of old wine brought from the national treasury had not been opened, just quietly placed on the coffee table.
“This country has finally had a few years of peace.” He looked at Mr. Blind, speaking slowly, “There’s really nothing wrong with peace… What do you want me to do?”
Mr. Blind coughed lightly twice, then said, “Based on intelligence, a giant stone pillar seems to have appeared at the last known locations of the missing Taoist and demons. If I’m not mistaken, this pillar will likely be followed by six others in due time.”
“Seven?”
Mr. Blind nodded, speaking softly, “This could be the ‘Seven Stars Rejuvenation’ Formation I created years ago. By placing seven corresponding pillars at seven key nodes of the Earth’s Ley Lines, a special zone is ultimately formed. This zone acts as a light switch to unlock the Earth’s Spiritual Energy.”
“Is it really that simple to make Spiritual Energy awaken?” The white-haired man asked in surprise.
Mr. Blind shook his head, “In truth, everything in the world is simple… Open the faucet, and water flows out. Fertilize and irrigate a seed, and it can grow, humans only need food and water to survive.”
The white-haired man shook his head too, “Yet the creation of the first faucet took countless time.”
Mr. Blind spoke seriously, “Once pleted, this formation will release Spiritual Energy hidden within the Earth like a bloodletting, constantly. Moreover, this formation is somewhat domineering; if all of China’s ley lines, Earth Veins, and Spirit Veins are likened to a person’s meridians and blood vessels, then this formation equals cutting open an artery in the neck…”
“How did you e up with something so dangerous?” The white-haired man glanced at Mr. Blind, squinting.
Mr. Blind smiled bitterly, “Recklessness of youth.”
The white-haired man frowned, “Where are the other six points located?”
Mr. Blind said, “Back then, attempting to use this grand formation already caused the original node of Mount Tai to collapse. Decades later, the Earth Vein naturally healed, but the nodes have evidently changed… Calculating the other six points will require some time. Yet, the nodes of the Earth Vein are indeed numerous, just the existing first node alone, offers countless binations… I’m afraid we’ll have to wait for the second stone pillar to appear to calculate better.”
“Wait for another to appear…” The white-haired man nodded.
At that moment, a phone ringtone sounded; it was the special tri-proof phone from the management bureau that the white-haired man brought along. He glanced at it; it was just a text message.
“The management bureau personnel are arriving soon.” He said to Mr. Blind, “We’ll provide full support to you next.”
Speaking, he suddenly slammed his palm onto the old wine on the coffee table — but instead of shattering the bottle, it directly sank it into the floor.
Where the old wine bottle originally was, a hole leading deeper into the ground had formed.
He smiled, saying, “Since there’s actual business to attend to, let’s leave it unopened until afterward. This wine should stay hidden a while longer, perhaps absorbing the earthy aroma to bee tastier.”
Mr. Blind suddenly dipped a finger in water and wrote a few words on the coffee table.
The white-haired man glanced at it; it was a name written. He looked at Mr. Blind curiously, frowning.
Only to hear Mr. Blind say softly, “If Spiritual Energy awakens and we fail… Then, search nationwide for the person with this name.”
“And then?”
Mr. Blind didn’t speak further, only directly wiped away the traces of water on the coffee table with his hand.
The white-haired man’s face grew a bit more solemn because of it.
…
…
Rumble—!
Suddenly, a shockwave was felt.
This caused Daoist Huang Mu to leap up like a startled bird — previously, upon receiving Ming Tus Mountain’s reinforcement, he started healing and recovering his strength within the turtle shell.
“Did that thing discover us?” Daoist Huang Mu’s expression grew extremely unpleasant.
Ming Tus Mountain, who was also meditating, slowly opened his eyes, “Calm down, Daoist Huang Mu. We’ve just hit a rock underground.”
The turtle shell had been sneaking underground in this strange place, naturally bumping into stones… Only then did Daoist Huang Mu breathe a sigh of relief.
But his expression was still grim.
It’s been some time since they escaped, but during that period, he hadn’t found any other survivors—very likely, aside from the few here, the elites of the Dao and demon world had perished under that terrifying blow…
It was a truly despairing thought.
“Who would have thought, it’s actually a piece of Mithril… and such a large piece?” Ming Tus Mountain suddenly said.
This was probably the so-called ‘stone’ they had collided with.
Mithril wasn’t of much use in China’s Taoism-cultivated field, but it was said to be very popular in the Western World’s Magician’s Association, where transactions are measured by grams, making it extremely valuable.
However, after experiencing that terrible blow, Huang Mu had long lost any thoughts of treasure hunting in this place… The others inside the turtle shell probably felt the same way?
“Strange.” True Person Huanyang suddenly furrowed his brow.
“panion Huanyang, did you discover something?” Daoist Bai Jie asked.
True Person Huanyang hesitated and said, “Everyone, we discovered a large amount of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in that jungle, they all seem to be products of China… Why would such a large piece of Mithril be found here?”
This question suddenly made everyone pause.
They came to this peculiar place initially because of the jade pillar emitting a large amount of Spiritual Energy. After landing, they saw countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in the jungle and subconsciously regarded this place as some unknown secret realm in China. Who would have thought they’d find something from the Western Transcendent world?
“That strange little girl called us buyers… said she wanted us to purchase the gathered items.” Daoist Bai Jie recalled what the entity said when it appeared.
“Yu Sanniang!” True Person Huanyang was struck with a thought, “Does this mean this place is…”
“Hard to say.” Daoist Bai Jie shook his head.
Ming Tus Mountain then said, “Ladies and gentlemen, I suddenly have an idea. Why don’t we discuss it together?”
“panion Tu Shan, please share.” Daoist Bai Jie quickly said.
Ming Tus Mountain said, “Every place should have a boundary. If this place is also a secret realm, then its size must be limited… If we keep descending underground, diving deeper, might we find its limit?”
“You mean… if we can find the boundary, we might be able to break through the space of the secret realm and leave this place?” True Person Huanyang quickly caught on.
“Exactly.” Ming Tus Mountain nodded, “I wonder what everyone thinks?”
The group fell silent for a moment, but finally, Daoist Bai Jie said, “We have no other option right now, we can only try… panion Tu Shan, we’ll have to rely on you for the ing endeavor. But…”
Daoist Bai Jie shifted his words, “I want to go back to the surface to have a look.”
“President!”
True Person Huanyang and Daoist Huang Mu looked at Daoist Bai Jie in confusion at this moment.
Daoist Bai Jie calmly said, “Huanyang, I’ll entrust these two items to you. If anything happens to me, please take them to Kunlun.”
Daoist Bai Jie removed a ring from his hand and took a small pouch from his waist, handing them to True Person Huanyang.
“This ring is…” True Person Huanyang was shocked inside.
The ring was not unfamiliar to him… it was the token of the sect master of Kunlun. As for the pouch, it was an item that Daoist Bai Jie always carried, containing a small spatial space, capable of holding many things.
Instantly, True Person Huanyang understood Daoist Bai Jie’s intention.
The group quickly realized as well.
Was staying with Daoist Bai Jie to search for remaining survivors one of the objectives…?
It was not easy to escape from the clutch of that entity…
“President, you are a pillar of the Shenzhou Dao Realm, you shouldn’t risk it!” Daoist Huang Mu quickly advised.
“Saving even one is worthwhile… You are still young, and the road ahead is long.” Daoist Bai Jie shook his head, “No need to persuade me, my mind is made up. If you find a way out, that would be best.”
As soon as he said that, Daoist Bai Jie decisively left the turtle shell.
The group remained silent.
Ming Tus Mountain sighed, speaking slowly, “Ladies and gentlemen, I will begin to dive deeper. Let’s not let Mr. Bai Jie down.”
Searching for survivors may be one goal, but another might be to delay that entity…
If discovered that they were diving underground in the turtle shell, a second time might not bring the same luck to escape a calamity.
…
When Daoist Bai Jie emerged from underground, he almost thought he had lost his direction… if not for the many corpses of demons and Taoists on the ground.
This place had obviously suffered catastrophic damage, but not long after, everything had restored to how it was.
Daoist Bai Jie could distinguish between reality and illusion… There was only one possibility: in a short time, this place had been manipulated to return to its original state.
This was not something achievable by any known means.
Daoist Bai Jie’s heart sank… Just what terrifying entity were they facing?
He moved past corpse after corpse, searching desperately for any living person, or any surviving demons. But as time passed, Daoist Bai Jie was only left with a deep sense of despair.
Those who fell here once dominated the scene, some lived glorious lifetimes, including demon leaders, and some promising youths.
Such a devastating scenario reminded Bai Jie of the ‘Dragon Fiend’ disaster at Mount Tai decades ago… Both realms suffered heavy casualties, and it took decades to regain some vitality.
Daoist Bai Jie, in tears, dragged body after body to a spot in the jungle and buried them one by one.
“Dust to dust, earth to earth. May you continue to seek the Tao in your next lives.”
Daoist Bai Jie sighed deeply in front of these makeshift graves.
Just then, some faint sounds startled Daoist Bai Jie—he focused his gaze, only to see a hand suddenly emerging from under an ancient tree!
A slight look of excitement appeared on Daoist Bai Jie’s face… Someone was still alive!
㼺㺍䮤䁝
蘆
䮤䱂
爐
擄
盧
㓣䱘㺍㺍
㺍㼺㻌䝢䫜㺍㼺㷑䁝䫜䮤
䱘㺍㙟
䝢㔃㼺㙟䁝㡮䏴㻌
㙟㷑䱘’䱘㻌
䱘㙟㺍
擄
䜩㩆㷑䱘䍦
老
䱘㼺㨫㙟䱘䁝㻌
爐
㧍㷑䒙䁝䒙䦄䮤䱘
盧
爐
爐
“`㙟㺍䠧䝢
㼇䱂㺍䱘㷑 㺍㙟䁝㻌 㙟䫜㼺䒙 㻌㺍㷑䱘㺍䩅㙟䱘䒙 䮤㩆㺍䍦 䁝㺍 䢆䱘䏴䫜㼺 㻌㺍㷑㩆䏴䏴䝢䁝㼺䏴 㺍䮤 䢆㷑䱘䫜䢲 㺍㙟㷑䮤㩆䏴㙟 㺍㙟䱘 㻌㩆㷑㷑䮤㩆㼺䒙䁝㼺䏴 㻌䮤䁝䝢㵕 㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 㻌䫜㻘 㺍㙟䁝㻌 䫜㼺䒙 㙟㩆㷑㷑䁝䱘䒙 䮤䦄䱘㷑䍦 㩆㻌䁝㼺䏴 㠪䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䠧䫜䏴䁝䩅 䫜㷑㺍 㺍䮤 䝢䮤䮤㻌䱘㼺 㺍㙟䱘 㻌䮤䁝䝢 㩆㼺䒙䱘㷑 㺍㙟䱘 䫜㼺䩅䁝䱘㼺㺍 㺍㷑䱘䱘㴺
䮤䒙䁝㷑㼺䏴㩆㻌㷑㼺㩆
䢆䁝㼺㙟㷑䏴䱘䫜㺍
㵕䁝䫜㷑
㛗䱘䝢䱘㷑䒙䁝䏴
㺍䮤
㛗㼺䏴䮤㩆
㺍㙟䱘
㩆䮤㺍
㼺䁝
㙟䱘㺍
㠪㻌䫜㺍䁝䮤
㷑䠧䱂䮤
䝢㩆䢲䁝䩅䢙㛗
㧍䍦㺍䁝
䢆䝢䠧䁝䩅
䱘㻌䱘
㼺㤫䝢㛗
䫜
㠪㙟䱘 㛗䮤㩆㼺䏴 㠪䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䢙㩆䁝䩅䢲䝢㛗 䝢䮤䮤䢲䱘䒙 䫜㷑䮤㩆㼺䒙䍦 “䜩䱘㼺䁝䮤㷑 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘㵕㵕㵕 㻘㙟䫜㺍䍦 㻘㙟䫜㺍 䱘㓣䫜䩅㺍䝢㛗 㙟䫜㧍㧍䱘㼺䱘䒙㑅 䋕㙟㛗 㻘䫜㻌 䝄 䢆㩆㷑䁝䱘䒙㑅 㼇㼺䒙 㻘㙟䫜㺍 䫜䢆䮤㩆㺍 㺍㙟䫜㺍 䠧䮤㼺㻌㺍䱘㷑 䱂㷑䮤䠧 㺍㙟䱘 䖚䱘㷑䠧䁝䝢䁝䮤㼺 䫈䁝㷑䒙 㨫䝢䫜㼺㴺㴺”
㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 㻘䫜㻌 㺍䫜䢲䱘㼺 䫜䢆䫜䩅䢲䍦 “䜄䮤㩆㵕㵕㵕 㛗䮤㩆 䒙䮤㼺’㺍 䢲㼺䮤㻘㑅”
䩅䩅䱘㩆䮤㻌㵕㼺㻌㼺䁝䮤㻌㻌
㼺䒙㩆㷑㼺䒙䮤䱘㷑䏴㩆
䠧䫜䩅䱘
䝄
䢲䮤㙟㻌䮤
㻌㺍㼺䱘”䱘㷑㧍䒙㵕䁝
䒙䏴䫜㙟㷑䱘䩅
㻘㼺㙟䱘
䠧㷑䮤䱘㼺㺍㻌
䍦㩆䮤㛗
㛗䒙㻌㩆䒙䱘㼺䝢
䠧䖚㼺䮤䝢䁝䱘㷑䁝
䮤䠧䱂㷑
䍦㙟䱘䫜䒙
㙟䫜㺍”㠪
䁝㩆䢆䒙䱘㷑
䝄
䱘㠪㙟
䝢䫜㼺㨫
䱂䱘㛗䠧䝢㻌
㷑䮤䱂
䠧䱘䍦
㙟䁝㻌
㻌䫜㺍䁝䮤㠪
㼺䱂㩆䮤䒙
㼺䮤㩆㛗䏴
㺍㙟䱘
䍦㷑㼺䱘㻌䮤䫜
䮤㺍
㻌㻘䫜
䠧㛗
㻌㻌㻌㼺䱘䱘䍦
䩅䢲䢆䫜
㻌㼺㩆㛗䱘䒙䝢䒙
䮤㺍㻌䝢
㵕䱘㠪㙟㵕㵕㼺
㺍䫜
㩆䢆㺍
䫜㼺䒙
䫈㷑䒙䁝
䝄
䱘㻌䠧䮤
㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 䱂㩆㷑㷑䮤㻘䱘䒙 㙟䁝㻌 䢆㷑䮤㻘㻌㵕
㠪㙟䁝㻌 㛗䮤㩆㼺䏴 䱂䱘䝢䝢䮤㻘䍦 㙟䱘 㷑䱘䩅䮤䏴㼺䁝㳥䱘䒙 㙟䁝䠧㵕
㼺㛗䮤㩆䏴
㺍㙟䱘
㻌䱘㧍㺍䁝䫜㷑
㻌㙟䁝㺍
䮤䩅㼺䁝㺍䝢䱂䩅
㨫䫜䍦㼺䝢
䒙䢆㻌䱘䮤䁝
㼺䮤㩆㧍
䮤㻌䩅㷑䱘䦄䏴䁝㼺䁝䒙
䱘䱘䱘䢆㼺㺍㻘
䮤䱘㻘䱂䝢䝢㻌’
㼇㺍
䒙㼺䫜
䱂䮤
㼺㺍䱘㷑䮤㙟䫜
㷑䁝㻌䱂㺍䍦
䫜䠧㻌䱘㺍㷑
䒙䫈㷑䁝
㼺䱘䮤㷑㺍䠧㻌
㺍䱘㙟
䮤䱂䠧㷑
㷑䱘㼺䁝䁝䝢䮤䖚䠧
䱘㻌㩆䱘㼺㵕䒙
㺍㙟䱘
䫜
㡢䮤㻘䱘䦄䱘㷑䍦 䢆䮤㺍㙟 㙟䱘 䫜㼺䒙 䢈㩆 㛶䁝㼺䏴㙟䱘䍦 㺍㙟䱘 㼻㷑䁝䱘㻌㺍䱘㻌㻌 䮤䱂 㺍㙟䱘 䖚䱘㷑䠧䁝䝢䁝䮤㼺 䫈䁝㷑䒙 㨫䝢䫜㼺䍦 䁝㼺㺍䱘㷑䦄䱘㼺䱘䒙 㺍䮤䏴䱘㺍㙟䱘㷑䍦 䢲㼺䮤䩅䢲䁝㼺䏴 䢆䮤㺍㙟 㧍䫜㷑㺍䁝䱘㻌 㩆㼺䩅䮤㼺㻌䩅䁝䮤㩆㻌㵕㵕㵕 㨫䮤㩆䝢䒙 䁝㺍 䢆䱘 㺍㙟䫜㺍 㺍㙟䁝㻌 㛗䮤㩆㼺䏴 䱂䱘䝢䝢䮤㻘 㻌㩆㷑䦄䁝䦄䱘䒙 㧍㩆㷑䱘䝢㛗 䢆㛗 㺍㙟䱘 㻌㺍㷑䮤䢲䱘 䮤䱂 䫜㼺 㩆㼺䩅䱘㷑㺍䫜䁝㼺 䱂䫜㺍䱘㑅
“㼻㷑䱘㻌䁝䑬㧍㷑䱘㻌䁝䒙䱘㼺㺍䍦 㻘㙟䫜㺍㵕㵕㵕 㻘㙟䫜㺍 䁝㻌 㺍㙟䫜㺍㑅” 㼇㺍 㺍㙟䁝㻌 䠧䮤䠧䱘㼺㺍䍦 㺍㙟䱘 㛗䮤㩆㼺䏴 㠪䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 㻌䫜㻘 䫜 㻌䱘㷑䁝䱘㻌 䮤䱂 䏴㷑䫜䦄䱘㻌 䢆䱘㙟䁝㼺䒙 㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 䫜㼺䒙 䩅䮤㩆䝢䒙㼺’㺍 㙟䱘䝢㧍 䢆㩆㺍 䫜㻌䢲 㻘䁝㺍㙟 䫜 㺍㷑䱘䠧䢆䝢䁝㼺䏴 䦄䮤䁝䩅䱘㵕
䒙䱘㻌㷑䱘㧍㻌䁝䒙
䱘䱂䝢䝢㻘䮤
䱘䫜㙟䦄
䮤䝢㩆㻌㻌
㙟䁝䱘䱘䒙㧍㻌㷑
㧢䮤䁝㺍䫜㻌
䁝㙟㺍㷑䱘
䱘䁝㻌㻌㷑㼺䮤
䱘㠪㻌㙟”䱘
䁝䒙䫜㻌
㼺䁝
㼺䫜䒙
䢆䱘䁝䒙䮤㻌
䫈䁝䫜
䮤䫜䠧㵕㻌䁝”㠪
㻌㺍㷑㺍䱘䫜㷑䮤䁝䁝䩅䍦㼺㧍
䁝㔁䱘
䱘㷑䫜
㼺䫜䒙
䱘㷑㺍䁝㙟
㵕”㵕䫜㵕䝢䝢
䢆䁝㛗䝢䱘㷑㺍㺍䍦
䜄”㩆㷑䮤
“䋕㙟䫜㺍㴺” 㠪㙟䱘 㛗䮤㩆㼺䏴 㠪䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 㻘䫜㻌 㻌㙟䮤䩅䢲䱘䒙㵕
䫈䮤䮤䠧—㴺
䫜
䮤㼺㛗㩆䏴
㙟㻌㺍䮤
㔁’㻌䁝䱘
㷑䠧䱂䮤
㙟㺍䱘
䁝㻌䫜㺍䮤㠪㻌’
㙟㺍䱘
㺍㺍䁝㻌㼺䫜㼺
㷑䱂䱘㻌㺍䫜䮤—㺍
㼺䮤䦄䁝䏴䁝䒙䫜
䏴䢆䢆㷑䒙䫜䱘
㼺䫜䒙
䝢䏴㻌䁝䝢㛗㺍䍦㙟
䫜㷑䍦䠧
㼺䱘䒙䒙㩆㛗䜩䝢䍦
䁝㺍
㺍䁝䮤䫜㻌㧢
㙟䫜㼺䏴䒙䩅䱘
䱘㙟
䁝䝢㺍䏴㙟
㙟㺍䱘
䱘㷑㻌䁝㧍㓣䮤㻌䱘㼺
䫜䒙䱘㧍㷑㧍䍦䫜䱘
䁝䫈䫜
䝢㷑䫜㻘㷑䮤㼺㛗
㷑䱘䒙
䱘㙟㺍
䫜㺍㺍䢲䩅䫜㵕
㗹㧢䁝㻌䩅䮤䦄䱘㷑䱘䒙㶄
㼇㼺 䁝䩅㛗 䩅䮤䝢䒙 䦄䮤䁝䩅䱘㵕
㼺䁝
䱘㷑㼺㻌䁝㓣㧍㻌䱘䮤
䫜㧢㺍䁝㻌䮤
㩆䏴䁝㷑䱂䱘
㻌䮤䫜䒙㙟㻌㻘
㛗㩆㼺䮤䏴
䫜䒙䱘㧍㧍䫜㷑䱘
䫜㼺䒙
䱘㻌䁝’㔁
㼇㺍
䮤䁝㺍㠪㻌㴺䫜
䱂䮤
㺍㙟䱘
䱘㷑㺍䍦㻌䱘
䱘㙟㺍
䮤䱂
䍦䱘䮤㼺㺍䠧䠧
䫜
㙟㺍㻌䁝
䱂㼺㺍䮤㷑
䫜䱘䒙㙟㼺䏴䩅
䫈䁝䫜
䫜㻌
㛗㻘䁝㺍䱂㻌䝢
㻌䏴㺍䁝䫜㼺㼺䒙
䫈䁝䫜
㙟䏴㺍㩆㷑䮤㙟
䒙㺍䝢䩅䫜䫜䁝䠧䝢㷑䫜㛗
㺍䁝䮤䫜㧢㻌
䱘䁝㔁
㙟䱘㺍
䝄㺍’㻌 㺍㙟䫜㺍 㺍㙟䁝㼺䏴㴺
“䋕䑬㻘㙟䫜㺍 䁝㻌 㺍㙟䁝㻌㴺” 㠪㙟䱘 㛗䮤㩆㼺䏴 㠪䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 㻘䫜㻌 䱘㓣㺍㷑䱘䠧䱘䝢㛗 㺍䱘㷑㷑䁝䱂䁝䱘䒙 䫜㺍 㺍㙟䁝㻌 䠧䮤䠧䱘㼺㺍㵕
㠪䁝”㻌㙟
㷑䱂䮤䠧
㺍䢆㷑䱘䱘㺍
䁝㻌
㺍㙟䱘
㷑䫜䱘
䱂䮤
䝢㻘䱂䍦䮤䱘䝢
䁝㻌
䢆㙟䍦㷑䫜䱘㺍
䱘㙟㺍
“㵕㻌䱘䦄䫜㷑䏴
㻘㼺䱘㙟
䱘㷑㙟䱘㺍
㼺䮤䱘
䫜㛗䠧㼺
“㵕䫜㷑䁝㻌䱘㻌
䁝㻌䱘㳥䱘
䩅㷑䢆㩆䒙㙟㺍䱘䱘
䮤㩆㛗
㺍䮤㧍㺍㼺䮤䁝㧍㷑㩆㛗
䱘㵕㵕䠧㺍㙟㵕
䫜䫈䁝
䮤䱂
㩆㭆㺍㻌
䱘䒙䱘㧍
㺍䁝
䍦䠧䱘㙟㺍
䏴䜄㩆㼺䮤
䫜䁝䮤㧢㺍㻌
㧢䫜䮤
㼺㷑㻌䮤䱘䂐㻌㺍
䮤䢲䮤㺍
䁝㠪㙟㻌”
㺍㙟䱘
䱘㙟㺍
㧍䩅㺍䁝㩆䝢㷑
䫜㺍㺍㙟
䱘䁝㔁
㠪㙟䱘 䱘㼺㺍䁝㺍㛗 䢆䱘䱂䮤㷑䱘 㙟䁝䠧㵕㵕㵕 䎚䫜䁝䫜’㻌 䏴䫜㳥䱘 䝢䮤䩅䢲䱘䒙 䮤㼺㺍䮤 㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘䍦 㻌䝢䮤㻘䝢㛗 㷑䫜䁝㻌䁝㼺䏴 䫜 䏴㩆㼺 䫜㺍㺍䫜䩅㙟䱘䒙 㺍䮤 䁝㺍㻌 䫜㷑䠧㵕
㠪㙟䫜㺍 㻌㙟䫜㷑㧍 䫜㼺䒙 㺍䱘㷑㷑䁝䱂㛗䁝㼺䏴 䝢䁝䏴㙟㺍 㻌㙟䮤㺍 䮤㩆㺍 䮤㼺䩅䱘 䫜䏴䫜䁝㼺䍦 䫜㼺䒙 䝢䁝䢲䱘 䢆䱘䱂䮤㷑䱘䍦 㺍㙟䱘㻌䱘 䢆䱘䫜䠧㻌 㻌䩅䫜㺍㺍䱘㷑䱘䒙 䁝㼺㻌㺍䫜㼺㺍䫜㼺䱘䮤㩆㻌䝢㛗䍦 㼺䮤㺍 䮤㼺䝢㛗 㻘䱘㷑䱘 㺍㙟䱘㛗 㧍䮤㻘䱘㷑䱂㩆䝢 䢆㩆㺍 䫜䝢㻌䮤 䫜䏴䁝䝢䱘㴺
䁝䫜㻌㺍㧢䮤
䱘㙟㺍
䫜䏴㺍䫜䩅䮤䝢䮤㼺
䁝䢆䩅䝢䏴䢲㼺䮤
䠧䱘䠧㩆㻌䮤䒙㼺
䮤㼺䁝䏴㼺䩅䠧䁝
䱘䢆
㻌䱘㙟㷑䱘
㻘㻌䫜
䏴䫜㩆䩅䁝㼺㻌
䫜䁝㠪䮤㻌㺍
䱘䩅䮤㷑㧍㧍
䮤㺍
䱘䁝㔁
䱘䱂㴺㷑䮤䩅
䮤㷑䱂䠧
㩆㔁㺍㻌
䢆䱘䠧㻌䫜
䫜䁝㺍䠧䩅㧍
㛗䢆
䢆㛗
㼺䫜
䫜䁝䠧㻌䱘䍦㻌䦄
㻌䱘㓣㧍䝢㼺䮤䮤㻌䁝
㙟㺍䱘
㼺㵕䱘䮤
䁝㻌䒙䫜䱘
䫈䫜䁝
䮤㺍㙟㷑㻘㼺
䏴㛗㼺䮤㩆
㺍䱘㙟
㺍㙟䱘
㼺䮤䱘
㷑㙟䝢㩆㷑䱘䁝䒙㛗
䝢䦄㛗䱘䱘䁝䝢㩆㼺䫜䢆䢆
㷑㷑䁝䠧㷑䮤䍦
㙟㺍䱘
㼇㺍 㺍㙟䁝㻌 㧍䮤䁝㼺㺍䍦 䎚䫜䁝䫜 㷑䫜䁝㻌䱘䒙 䫜㼺䮤㺍㙟䱘㷑 䫜㷑䠧㵕㵕㵕 㺍㙟䁝㻌 㺍䁝䠧䱘䍦 㺍㻘䮤 䏴㩆㼺㻌 䱂䁝㷑䱘䒙 㻌䁝䠧㩆䝢㺍䫜㼺䱘䮤㩆㻌䝢㛗㴺
㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 㺍㙟䮤㩆䏴㙟㺍 㺍䮤 㙟䁝䠧㻌䱘䝢䱂䍦 ‘㺍㙟䁝㻌 䁝㻌 䢆䫜䒙䍦’ 䒙䁝䒙㼺’㺍 㙟䫜䦄䱘 㺍䁝䠧䱘 䱂䮤㷑 䫜㼺㛗㺍㙟䁝㼺䏴 䢆㩆㺍 㺍䮤 㺍㙟㷑䮤㻘 㺍㙟䱘 䩅䮤㧍㧍䱘㷑 䠧䁝㷑㷑䮤㷑 䒙䁝㷑䱘䩅㺍䝢㛗—㺍㙟䱘 䠧䁝㷑㷑䮤㷑 㻌㙟䮤㺍 䱂㷑䮤䠧 㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘’㻌 㙟䫜㼺䒙 䫜㼺䒙 䱂䝢䱘㻘 㻌㺍㷑䫜䁝䏴㙟㺍 㺍䮤 㺍㙟䱘 㛗䮤㩆㼺䏴 㠪䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍’㻌 㧍䮤㻌䁝㺍䁝䮤㼺㴺
㴺㴺䫜䢆㼺—䏴
䏴䫈䫜㼺
㠪㙟䱘 䢆䱘䫜䠧㻌 䱂㷑䮤䠧 䎚䫜䁝䫜’㻌 䏴㩆㼺㻌 䱂䁝㷑䱘䒙 䫜䏴䫜䁝㼺䍦 䩅䮤䦄䱘㷑䁝㼺䏴 䫜 㷑䫜䒙䁝㩆㻌 䮤䱂 㻌䱘䦄䱘㷑䫜䝢 䠧䱘㺍䱘㷑㻌㴺
䣒䫜䩅䁝㼺䏴 㺍㙟䁝㻌 䒙䱘㼺㻌䱘 䢆䱘䫜䠧 䫜㺍㺍䫜䩅䢲䍦 䏴䮤䝢䒙䱘㼺 䝢䁝䏴㙟㺍 䱘䠧䫜㼺䫜㺍䱘䒙 䱂㷑䮤䠧 䢆䮤㺍㙟 䮤䱂 㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘’㻌 㙟䫜㼺䒙㻌—㙟䱘 䒙䫜㻌㙟䱘䒙 䁝㼺㺍䮤 㺍㙟䱘 䢆䱘䫜䠧 㷑䫜㼺䏴䱘䍦 㷑䱘䠧䫜㷑䢲䫜䢆䝢㛗 㻌㻘䫜㺍㺍䁝㼺䏴 䫜㺍 㺍㙟䱘䠧 㻘䁝㺍㙟 㙟䁝㻌 㙟䫜㼺䒙㻌㴺
䮤䠧䫈䮤
䮤䠧䢆䮤
䢆䠧—㴺䮤䮤㴺㴺
䮤䢆䮤䠧
㠪㙟䱘 䢆䱘䫜䠧㻌 䢆䱘䫜㺍 䢆㛗 㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘’㻌 㧍䫜䝢䠧 㻘䱘㷑䱘 䁝㼺㻌㺍䫜㼺㺍䝢㛗 㺍㻘䁝㻌㺍䱘䒙䍦 㺍㙟䱘㼺 㻌䩅䫜㺍㺍䱘㷑䱘䒙 㺍䮤 䮤㼺䱘 㻌䁝䒙䱘㴺
㡢䱘 䠧䫜㼺䫜䏴䱘䒙 㺍䮤 㺍䫜䢲䱘 䮤㼺 䫜 㷑䮤㩆㼺䒙 䮤䱂 㻌㙟䮤㺍㻌㵕
䮤㙟䢆㺍
㺍㴺䱘㻌㼻䱘”䁝㷑䒙”㼺
㙟䱘㠪
䮤㛗䏴㩆㼺
䫜㻌㻘
䫜䁝㺍㻌㠪䮤
㻌㻌㩆䱘㷑㷑㧍䁝䒙
㛗䱂㵕㩆䝢䮤㭆
㼺䫜䒙
㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 䏴䝢䫜㼺䩅䱘䒙 䫜㷑䮤㩆㼺䒙㵕㵕㵕 䫜㼺䒙 䱂㩆㷑㷑䮤㻘䱘䒙 㙟䁝㻌 䢆㷑䮤㻘㻌 㩆㧍䮤㼺 㷑䱘䫜䝢䁝㳥䁝㼺䏴 㺍㙟䫜㺍 㺍㙟䱘 㛗䮤㩆㼺䏴 䱂䱘䝢䝢䮤㻘 㙟䫜䒙㼺’㺍 䢆䱘䱘㼺 㙟䁝㺍 䫜㺍 䫜䝢䝢㵕
㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘’㻌 䠧䁝㼺䒙 㷑䫜䩅䱘䒙㵕㵕㵕 㨫䮤㩆䝢䒙 䁝㺍 䢆䱘 㺍㙟䫜㺍 㺍㙟䁝㻌 㧍䱘䩅㩆䝢䁝䫜㷑 㺍㙟䁝㼺䏴 䒙䮤䱘㻌㼺’㺍 䩅䮤㼺㻌䁝䒙䱘㷑 㺍㙟䱘 㛗䮤㩆㼺䏴 䱂䱘䝢䝢䮤㻘 䫜 㺍䫜㷑䏴䱘㺍㑅
䫈㩆㺍
㙟䁝㻌㺍
䢆㑅䱘
䒙䮤䩅㩆䝢
㛗㙟㻘
䝄㻌 䁝㺍 㧍䱘㷑㙟䫜㧍㻌 䢆䱘䩅䫜㩆㻌䱘 㺍㙟䱘 㛗䮤㩆㼺䏴 䱂䱘䝢䝢䮤㻘 㼺䱘䦄䱘㷑 㺍䮤㩆䩅㙟䱘䒙 䫜㼺㛗㺍㙟䁝㼺䏴 㙟䱘㷑䱘㑅 㠪㙟䫜㺍 䠧㩆㻌㺍 䢆䱘 䁝㺍㴺 㠪㙟䱘 㛗䮤㩆㼺䏴 䱂䱘䝢䝢䮤㻘 㻘䫜㻌 䢲㼺䮤䩅䢲䱘䒙 䮤㩆㺍 䱂㷑䮤䠧 㺍㙟䱘 㻌㺍䫜㷑㺍䍦 㻌䮤 㙟䱘 㻘䫜㻌㼺’㺍 䁝㼺䦄䮤䝢䦄䱘䒙 䁝㼺 㺍㙟䱘 㻌㩆䢆㻌䱘䢙㩆䱘㼺㺍 䏴䫜㺍㙟䱘㷑䁝㼺䏴㵕
䋕䁝㺍㙟 㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 䩅㩆䝢㺍䁝䦄䫜㺍䁝㼺䏴 㺍䮤 㺍㙟䱘 㡢㩆㼺䒙㷑䱘䒙 㨫䫜䝢䫜䠧䁝㺍䁝䱘㻌 䝢䱘䦄䱘䝢䍦 㙟䁝㻌 䠧䱘䠧䮤㷑㛗 㻘䫜㻌 䁝㼺䩅㷑䱘䒙䁝䢆䝢㛗 㧍䮤㻘䱘㷑䱂㩆䝢㵕 㡢䱘 㼺䮤㻘 㷑䱘䠧䁝㼺䒙䱘䒙 㙟䁝䠧㻌䱘䝢䱂 䮤䱂 㺍㙟䫜㺍 䠧䮤䠧䱘㼺㺍—䫜㼺䒙 䱂䁝㼺䫜䝢䝢㛗 㷑䱘䫜䝢䁝㳥䱘䒙 㺍㙟䫜㺍 㺍㙟䱘㷑䱘 㻘䫜㻌 㼺䮤 䢆䫜㺍㺍䝢䱘 㧍㩆㧍㧍䱘㺍䑬䝢䁝䢲䱘 䱘㼺㺍䁝㺍㛗 㻌㺍䫜㼺䒙䁝㼺䏴 㼺䱘㓣㺍 㺍䮤 㺍㙟䱘 㛗䮤㩆㼺䏴 䱂䱘䝢䝢䮤㻘 䫜㺍 㺍㙟䫜㺍 㺍䁝䠧䱘㵕
“䋕’䫜㙟㻌㺍
㺍㩆㼺㵕㷑
䮤㧢䫜䁝㺍㻌
䱘㔁䁝
䱂䩅䒙䫜䱘
䒙䱘㻌䁝
䮤㷑㛗㩆
㛗㩆䩅䝢䁝䢙䢲
㻌䩅䫜㩆㛗㺍䝢䁝㩆䮤
䱘㼺䫜”䠧㑅
䫜䫜䎚䁝
䁝㙟㺍㻘
㼺䁝㻌䏴䫜䢲
䫈䁝䫜
㻘䁝䱘䝢㙟
“㔁䁝䫜㼺䏴 䧺㩆䮤㴺”
“㔁䁝䫜㼺䏴 䧺㩆䮤㵕 䜄䮤㩆 䝢㩆䩅䢲㛗 䝢䁝㺍㺍䝢䱘 䮤㼺䱘䍦 䠧䫜㛗䢆䱘 㛗䮤㩆㵕㵕㵕 䩅䫜㼺 㻌㩆㷑䦄䁝䦄䱘㵕” 㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 㺍䮤䮤䢲 䫜 䒙䱘䱘㧍 䢆㷑䱘䫜㺍㙟䍦 㻌㩆䒙䒙䱘㼺䝢㛗 㙟䁝㻌 䱘㛗䱘㻌 㻌㧍䫜㷑䢲䝢䱘䒙 䢆㷑䁝䏴㙟㺍䝢㛗䍦 㙟䁝㻌 㧍䫜䝢䠧 㧍㩆㻌㙟䱘䒙 㔁䁝䫜㼺䏴 䧺㩆䮤 䫜㻘䫜㛗㴺
㺍㷑䱂㙟䮤
㺍㼺䁝䮤
䫜㺍
㩆䧺䮤
㼇
䮤㺍㷑䱘䠧䱘㼺㩆㻌䒙
䏴䁝㔁㼺䫜
䱂䝢䁝㧍㼺㧍䏴䁝
䠧䠧㼺䱘䍦䮤㺍
䮤—䱘㻌䏴䁝䦄䱘㷑䒙㼺㼺
㩆㺍䮤
㙟䫜㺍㺍
㙟㺍䱘
䍦䱘䮤䱂㺍㻌㷑
䮤䱂
䠧䁝㙟
㼺㷑䮤䁝䏴㻌䫜
䱘㓣㧍䱘䮤䩅㻌㺍䫜㴺㺍䁝㼺
䩅㧍䝢䱘䮤䠧䝢䱘㛗㺍
䱂䫜䁝䮤㷑䝢㻘
䢆㻌㩆㷑㺍
㙟䁝㻌
䫈㩆㺍 䎚䫜䁝䫜䍦 䫜㺍 㺍㙟䁝㻌 䠧䮤䠧䱘㼺㺍䍦 䠧䫜䒙䱘 㼺䮤 䠧䮤䦄䱘䍦 㼺䮤㺍 䱘䦄䱘㼺 䏴䝢䫜㼺䩅䁝㼺䏴 䫜㺍 㔁䁝䫜㼺䏴 䧺㩆䮤䍦 㻘㙟䮤 㻘䫜㻌 䢆䱘䁝㼺䏴 㻌䱘㼺㺍 䫜㻘䫜㛗㵕
“䝄㼺䒙䱘䱘䒙㵕” 㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 㺍䮤䮤䢲 䫜 䒙䱘䱘㧍 䢆㷑䱘䫜㺍㙟—㔁䁝䫜㼺䏴 䧺㩆䮤 㻘䫜㻌 㼺䮤㺍 㺍㙟䱘 㺍䫜㷑䏴䱘㺍 䮤䱂 㺍㙟䁝㻌 㺍䱘㷑㷑䁝䱂㛗䁝㼺䏴 䱘㼺㺍䁝㺍㛗㵕
㵕䜩㵕䮤㵕
㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 䒙䱘䱘㧍䝢㛗 㷑䱘䏴䫜㷑䒙䱘䒙 䎚䫜䁝䫜䍦 㻌䝢䮤㻘䝢㛗 㻌䫜㛗䁝㼺䏴䍦 “䝄㺍’㻌 㺍䁝䠧䱘 㺍䮤 㻌䱘㺍㺍䝢䱘 䮤㩆㷑 㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 㼇㻌㻌䮤䩅䁝䫜㺍䁝䮤㼺’㻌 䒙䱘䢆㺍㻌㵕”
䎚䫜䁝䫜 㷑䱘䠧䫜䁝㼺䱘䒙 䠧䮤㺍䁝䮤㼺䝢䱘㻌㻌䍦 㺍㙟䱘 㧍㩆㷑㧍䝢䱘 㧍㩆㧍䁝䝢㻌 䱂䝢䁝䩅䢲䱘㷑䁝㼺䏴 䩅䮤㼺㺍䁝㼺㩆䮤㩆㻌䝢㛗㵕
䢙㺍㙟䩅㩆䱘㼺䁝䍦䱘
㙟䫜䁝䢆䏴㷑䱘㼺㺍
䫜㧢䁝䮤㻌㺍
㧍䝢䁝䫜䩅㩆㷑䱘
䱘㼺䢆䫜䏴
㧍䒙䱂䱘䮤㷑䱘㷑䠧
䁝㙟㻌
䒙䱂䝢䏴㺍㛗䝢㼺䍦㼺—䩅㩆㻌㩆䁝䒙㺍䱘䫜㩆
䫜
䁝㔁䱘
㻌㙟䱘䩅㺍
㙟㻌䁝
㛗䝢㧍䫜㷑䒙䁝
䱘䫜䏴䁝䒙㓣㼺㧍㼺㴺
䫜䫈䁝
䢆䮤㛗䒙
䝄㺍 㻘䫜㻌㼺’㺍 㭆㩆㻌㺍 㻌䁝䠧㧍䝢䱘 䁝㼺䱂䝢䫜㺍䁝䮤㼺䙬 㙟䁝㻌 䠧㩆㻌䩅䝢䱘㻌 㻘䱘㷑䱘 㷑䫜㧍䁝䒙䝢㛗 䏴㷑䮤㻘䁝㼺䏴䍦 䫜㼺䒙 㺍㙟䱘㛗 䏴㷑䱘㻘 㻌䮤 䠧㩆䩅㙟 㺍㙟䫜㺍 㺍㙟䱘㛗 䱘㓣䩅䱘䱘䒙䱘䒙 㺍㙟䱘 䩅䫜㧍䫜䩅䁝㺍㛗 䮤䱂 㙟䁝㻌 㠪䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 㷑䮤䢆䱘䍦 䢆㩆㷑㻌㺍䁝㼺䏴 㺍㙟䱘 㩆㧍㧍䱘㷑 㙟䫜䝢䱂 䮤䱂 㺍㙟䱘 㷑䮤䢆䱘㴺
䣒㷑䮤䠧 䫜 㻘䁝㺍㙟䱘㷑䱘䒙 䮤䝢䒙 䠧䫜㼺䍦 㙟䱘 㺍㷑䫜㼺㻌䱂䮤㷑䠧䱘䒙 䁝㼺 䫜㼺 䁝㼺㻌㺍䫜㼺㺍 䁝㼺㺍䮤 䫜㼺 䱘㓣㺍㷑䫜䮤㷑䒙䁝㼺䫜㷑䁝䝢㛗 䢆㩆㷑䝢㛗 䠧䫜㼺㴺
䁝㙟㻌
䫜㷑䱘㼺䒙䒙䮤
䝢㙟䁝䏴㺍
䫜䩅㷑䁝㩆㧍䱘䝢
㙟㺍㻘䁝
䱘䒙㙟䫜
䫈䫜䁝
䮤䱂
䫜㷑㻌㺍㼺䒙㻌
䝢䁝䱘䒙㷑䱘䢲䱂䩅
㼺䱘䁝㼺
䫜㷑䮤䩅㻌㻌
䒙䢆—䮤㙟䱘㛗㺍
㻌㧍䁝䏴䱘㼺㻘
䱘䣒䝢䫜䠧
㻌䱘䁝’㔁
㔁䁝䱘㴺
䱘䱘䝢䒙㼺䝢㻌㛗㻌
䱘䮤䍦㷑䩅䦄
䫜㧢㻌䮤㺍䁝
㼺䏴䱘㙟䁝㷑䮤䦄
㺍㧍䮤
㺍㙟㻘䁝
䱘䝢㼺䮤䏴䒙
㻌䝢䱘䦄䱘䫜㷑
䁝䫜䫈
䱘䁝㷑䣒䍦
䱘㼺㼺䁝
䫜䮤㼺㩆㷑䒙
䁝㼺䮤㺍
䫜
㼺䏴㷑㻌䫜䮤䒙
㺍㧢䮤㻌䫜䁝
䮤䱂
㛗㺍㩆䝢䫜㼺㻌䁝㩆䠧䱘䍦䜩䮤䝢
㷑䦄䫜䱘䒙䩅
㧢䮤䍦㼺㷑䏴㻌䫜
㺍㷑䏴㷑㻌䫜㼺䠧㼺䁝䱂䮤
㠪㷑䱘㩆
䜩䫜䠧䒙䁝䫜㙟
㤫㼺 䱘䁝㺍㙟䱘㷑 㻌䁝䒙䱘 䮤䱂 㙟䁝䠧 㻌㺍䮤䮤䒙 䫜 䠧䁝㷑㷑䮤㷑䱘䒙 㻌㩆㷑䱂䫜䩅䱘䍦 䮤㼺䱘 䢆䝢䫜䩅䢲 䫜㼺䒙 䮤㼺䱘 㻘㙟䁝㺍䱘㴺
䝄㼺 䱘䫜䩅㙟 䮤䱂 㙟䁝㻌 㙟䫜㼺䒙㻌䍦 㙟䱘 㻘䁝䱘䝢䒙䱘䒙 䫜㼺䩅䁝䱘㼺㺍 㻌㻘䮤㷑䒙㻌䍦 㺍㙟䱘 䝢䱘䱂㺍 䁝㼺㻌䩅㷑䁝䢆䱘䒙 㻘䁝㺍㙟 ‘䧺㙟䫜㼺 㛶䁝䫜㼺’ 䫜㼺䒙 㺍㙟䱘 㷑䁝䏴㙟㺍 㻘䁝㺍㙟 ‘䜄䁝㼺 䫜㼺䒙 䜄䫜㼺䏴㵕’
䝢䱘䦄䱘䝢
㗹㼺䫜䏴㧢䱘㷑
㺍䒙䱘䒙㵕㵕㭆㩆㵕㻌䫜
䁝㷑㻌㼺䁝䍦䏴
䠧䮤䱘䒙
㧍㩆㺍㩆䮤㺍
䁝㼺㼺㼇㙟㵕䱘䝢㶄䫜㺍䁝
䎚䫜䁝䫜’㻌 㧍㩆㷑㧍䝢䱘 䱘㛗䱘㻌 䱂䝢䁝䩅䢲䱘㷑䱘䒙䍦 㻌䁝䠧㩆䝢㺍䫜㼺䱘䮤㩆㻌䝢㛗 㷑䫜䁝㻌䁝㼺䏴 㺍㙟䱘 䏴㩆㼺㻌 䮤㼺 䢆䮤㺍㙟 䫜㷑䠧㻌䍦 㺍㻘䮤 䢆㷑䮤䫜䒙䱘㷑 䢆䱘䫜䠧㻌 䱂䁝㷑䁝㼺䏴 䫜㺍 㺍㙟䱘 㻌䫜䠧䱘 㺍䁝䠧䱘㴺
㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘’㻌 䱘㛗䱘㻌 㻌㧍䫜㷑䢲䝢䱘䒙 䱂䁝䱘㷑䩅䱘䝢㛗䍦 㛗䱘䝢䝢䁝㼺䏴㔃 “䜄䁝㼺 䜄䫜㼺䏴 䂐䁝㷑㷑䮤㷑㴺㴺”
䱘䢆㷑䫜䢆㻌䮤䒙
㛗㤫㼺䝢
㺍䁝㙟㻌
㻘㺍䮤
䍦㔁䱘䁝
㛗䢆
㷑䁝㷑䮤㴺䠧㷑
䮤㺍䫜㻌䁝㧢
䮤䁝㷑䠧㷑㷑
㙟㺍䱘
䱘㻌䱘
䁝䝢䒙㺍㛗䩅䱘㷑
䫜䫈䁝
䩅䢆䫜䝢䢲
䢆䩅䝢㼺䢲䮤䁝䏴
㻌䱘䢆䫜䠧
䫜䝢䢲䩅䢆
䮤㺍
䱘㺍㙟
㻘㷑䱘䱘
㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 㻌㻘㩆㼺䏴 㙟䁝㻌 䫜㷑䠧 㻘䁝䱘䝢䒙䁝㼺䏴 㺍㙟䱘 䜄䁝㼺 䫜㼺䒙 䜄䫜㼺䏴 䜩㻘䮤㷑䒙 䱂䁝䱘㷑䩅䱘䝢㛗䍦 㺍㙟䱘 㻘㙟䁝㺍䱘 䠧䁝㷑㷑䮤㷑 㻌㙟䮤㺍 䱂䮤㷑㺍㙟㴺
䜩㧍䝢䁝㺍㺍䁝㼺䏴 䁝㼺㺍䮤 㺍㻘䮤䍦 㺍㷑䫜㼺㻌䱂䮤㷑䠧䁝㼺䏴 䁝㼺㺍䮤 䱂䮤㩆㷑䍦 䫜㼺䒙 䱂䮤㩆㷑 䁝㼺㺍䮤 䱘䁝䏴㙟㺍䍦 㻘䁝㺍㙟䁝㼺 䠧䮤䠧䱘㼺㺍㻌 䁝㺍 䩅㙟䫜㼺䏴䱘䒙 䁝㼺㺍䮤 㻌䁝㓣㺍㛗䑬䱂䮤㩆㷑 䠧䁝㷑㷑䮤㷑 䁝䠧䫜䏴䱘㻌 㻌㩆㷑㷑䮤㩆㼺䒙䁝㼺䏴 䎚䫜䁝䫜㴺
㻌㺍䮤㙟
㻌䒙㛗㩆䱘䒙㼺䝢
㺍㻘䮤
䱘䠧䢆㻌䫜
䱘䫜㙟䍦㼺䱘㻘䝢䁝䂐
䱂䠧㷑䮤
㷑㷑䁝䠧䮤㷑䍦
䱘㙟㺍
䩅䢆䢲䝢䫜
㩆䮤㴺㺍
㠪㙟䮤㻌䱘 䢆䱘䫜䠧㻌 㧍䱘㼺䱘㺍㷑䫜㺍䱘䒙 䁝㼺㺍䮤 㺍㻘䮤 䮤䱂 㺍㙟䱘 㻘㙟䁝㺍䱘 䠧䁝㷑㷑䮤㷑 䁝䠧䫜䏴䱘㻌㴺
㠪㙟䱘 㻘㙟䁝㺍䱘 䠧䁝㷑㷑䮤㷑 䱘䠧䁝㺍㺍䱘䒙 㺍㻘䮤 䢆䱘䫜䠧㻌—㻌䁝㓣㺍㛗䑬䱂䮤㩆㷑 㻘㙟䁝㺍䱘 䠧䁝㷑㷑䮤㷑 㻌㩆㷑䱂䫜䩅䱘㻌 䩅䮤㼺㺍䁝㼺㩆䫜䝢䝢㛗 㷑䱘䱂䝢䱘䩅㺍䁝㼺䏴 䫜㼺䒙 㷑䱘䱂㷑䫜䩅㺍䁝㼺䏴㴺
䮤䠧䫈㴺—㴺䮤
㵟䝢㺍䁝䠧䫜㺍䱘䝢㛗䍦 㺍㙟䮤㻌䱘 䢆䱘䫜䠧㻌 㷑䱘䱂䝢䱘䩅㺍䱘䒙 䮤㼺㺍䮤 䎚䫜䁝䫜㴺
㧢㩆㻌㺍 䢆䁝䝢䝢䮤㻘䱘䒙䍦 䢆㩆㺍 㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 䒙䁝䒙 㼺䮤㺍 㷑䱘䝢䫜㓣 䫜 䢆䁝㺍䍦 䏴㷑䁝㧍㧍䁝㼺䏴 䒙㩆䫜䝢 㻌㻘䮤㷑䒙㻌䍦 䱂䮤䩅㩆㻌䁝㼺䏴 䫜㻌 㙟䱘 㻌㩆䒙䒙䱘㼺䝢㛗 㻌䫜㻘 䫜 䱂䁝䏴㩆㷑䱘 䩅㙟䫜㷑䏴䁝㼺䏴 䮤㩆㺍 䱂㷑䮤䠧 㺍㙟䱘 䒙㩆㻌㺍㴺
䫜䎚㴺䁝䫜
㼇㺍 㺍㙟䁝㻌 㧍䮤䁝㼺㺍䍦 䎚䫜䁝䫜’㻌 䏴㩆㼺㻌 䮤㼺 䢆䮤㺍㙟 䫜㷑䠧㻌 㙟䫜䒙 㺍㷑䫜㼺㻌䱂䮤㷑䠧䱘䒙 䮤㼺䩅䱘 䫜䏴䫜䁝㼺䍦 㺍㙟䱘 䫜㷑䠧㻌 䠧䮤㷑㧍㙟䁝㼺䏴 䁝㼺㺍䮤 㻌㙟䫜㷑㧍 䢆䝢䫜䒙䱘㻌䍦 㻌㧍㷑䁝㼺㺍䁝㼺䏴 㺍䮤㻘䫜㷑䒙㻌 㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 㧍䫜㻌㺍䱘䒙 㺍䮤 㺍㙟䱘 䏴㷑䮤㩆㼺䒙㴺
㨫䝢䫜㼺䏴 䩅䝢䫜㼺䏴 䩅䝢䫜㼺䏴 䩅䝢䫜㼺䏴㴺㴺㴺
㙟㺍䱘
䫜䁝㺍䏴㻌㼺䫜
䱘㠪㙟
㧍䩅䱘䒙㷑㩆䒙䮤
㻌㺍䁝㻘䱂
㺍㻘䮤
䏴㙟㻌㴺䱘㺍㛗䱘䁝
䁝䠧㻌䁝䝢㺍
䱘䢆㛗㼺䒙䮤
㼺㼺㻌㺍䮤䫜䩅㺍
䮤䱂
䱘㺍㙟
㺍䍦䱘䫜䝢䠧
䝢䩅㻌䫜㙟
䱘䠧䝢䫜㺍
䱘㻘㺍䱘䱘㼺䢆
䱂䮤
䏴㼺䁝㼺䏴䁝㷑
㙟䱘㺍
䣒䫜䩅䁝㼺䏴 䎚䫜䁝䫜䍦 㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 䒙䁝䒙㼺’㺍 䱂䫜䝢䝢 䢆䱘㙟䁝㼺䒙䍦 㷑䫜㺍㙟䱘㷑 㻌䱘䩅㷑䱘㺍䝢㛗 㻌㩆㧍㧍㷑䱘㻌㻌䁝㼺䏴 㺍㙟䱘 䱘㼺䱘䠧㛗㴺
䫈㩆㺍 㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 䢲㼺䱘㻘 䫜㺍 㺍㙟䁝㻌 䠧䮤䠧䱘㼺㺍 㙟䱘 䩅䮤㩆䝢䒙㼺’㺍 䠧䫜䁝㼺㺍䫜䁝㼺 㺍㙟䱘 䱂䁝䏴㙟㺍 䱂䮤㷑 䝢䮤㼺䏴㵕㵕㵕 䢆䱘䩅䫜㩆㻌䱘 㺍㙟䱘㷑䱘 㻘䫜㻌 䠧䮤㷑䱘 㺍㙟䫜㼺 㭆㩆㻌㺍 䮤㼺䱘 䮤䱂 㺍㙟䱘㻌䱘 䱘㼺㺍䁝㺍䁝䱘㻌㴺
䠧䮤㷑䱂
䍦㻌䱘䫜
㺍㼺䫜䁝䝢㻌㻌㺍㩆䫜䢆
㻌䫜
㻘䱘㷑䍦䮤㧍
㺍㙟䱘
㺍䫜㧢㻌䮤䁝
䱘㙟㺍
䫜䠧䫜㼺
㔁㴺䁝䱘
䱘䠧㻌䁝䠧䱘㼺
䫜㻌
䝢䱂㻘䮤䏴䁝㼺
䫜㷑㷑䝢䱘䫜䢆䠧䢲㛗
䱘䱂㷑䁝
㷑䍦䁝㧍䱘㧍䝢㻌
䝢䏴䢆㼺㳥䁝䫜
䁝㡢㻌
䫈䫜䁝
䫜㻌
䒙㩆䝢䮤㼺䢆㻌䱘㻌
㻌㷑㩆㺍㻌䢆
䒙䝢䱘㼺䏴䮤
䮤䏴䱂䁝㷑䠧㼺
㺍䁝㙟㻘
䫜㻘㻌
䠧䫜䫜㼺
㼇㺍 㺍㙟䁝㻌 㧍䮤䁝㼺㺍䍦 㺍㙟䱘 㧍䱘䩅㩆䝢䁝䫜㷑 䩅䮤䦄䱘㷑 䫜䢆䮤䦄䱘 㙟䁝㻌 㙟䱘䫜䒙 㻌㩆䒙䒙䱘㼺䝢㛗 䱘䠧䁝㺍㺍䱘䒙 㼺䁝㼺䱘 㙟㩆䏴䱘 㷑䮤䫜㷑㻌䍦 㻌㙟䮤䮤㺍䁝㼺䏴 㺍䮤㻘䫜㷑䒙 㺍㙟䱘 㻌䢲㛗 䱂㷑䮤䠧 䫜䝢䝢 䒙䁝㷑䱘䩅㺍䁝䮤㼺㻌䍦 㺍㙟䱘 㼺䁝㼺䱘 䣒䝢䫜䠧䱘 㧢㷑䫜䏴䮤㼺㻌 䠧䱘㷑䏴䁝㼺䏴 䁝㼺㺍䮤 䮤㼺䱘 䫜䢆䮤䦄䱘䍦 㺍㷑䫜㼺㻌䱂䮤㷑䠧䁝㼺䏴 䁝㼺㺍䮤 䫜㼺 䱘㼺䮤㷑䠧䮤㩆㻌 䣒䝢䫜䠧䱘 㧢㷑䫜䏴䮤㼺䍦 䒙䱘㻌䩅䱘㼺䒙䁝㼺䏴 䒙䮤㻘㼺㻘䫜㷑䒙㵕
䎚䫜䁝䫜 䝢䁝䱂㺍䱘䒙 㙟䱘㷑 㙟䱘䫜䒙䍦 㙟䱘㷑 㧍㩆㷑㧍䝢䱘 䱘㛗䱘㻌 䏴䝢䁝䠧䠧䱘㷑䁝㼺䏴䍦 䫜㼺䒙 㺍㙟䱘 㻌㙟䫜㷑㧍 䢆䝢䫜䒙䱘㻌 䮤㼺 㙟䱘㷑 䫜㷑䠧㻌 䁝㼺㻌㺍䫜㼺㺍䝢㛗 䩅㷑䮤㻌㻌䱘䒙 䁝㼺 䒙䱘䱂䱘㼺㻌䱘 䫜䢆䮤䦄䱘 㙟䱘㷑 㙟䱘䫜䒙㴺
㴺䮤䠧—䮤—䫈
㠪㙟䱘 㭆㩆㼺䏴䝢䱘 㻘䁝㺍㙟䁝㼺 㺍䱘㼺㻌 䮤䱂 䠧䱘㺍䱘㷑㻌 㻘䫜㻌 䁝㼺㻌㺍䫜㼺㺍䝢㛗 䁝㼺䩅䁝㼺䱘㷑䫜㺍䱘䒙 䒙㩆䱘 㺍䮤 㺍㙟䱘 䁝䠧㧍䫜䩅㺍 䮤䱂 㺍㙟䁝㻌 䏴䁝䏴䫜㼺㺍䁝䩅 䣒䁝㷑䱘 㧢㷑䫜䏴䮤㼺—㷑䱘㻌䱘䠧䢆䝢䁝㼺䏴 㺍㙟䱘 䱘㓣㧍䝢䮤㻌䁝䮤㼺 䮤䱂 䫜 㺍䫜䩅㺍䁝䩅䫜䝢 䠧䁝㻌㻌䁝䝢䱘㴺
䋕㙟䱘㼺 䱘䦄䱘㷑㛗㺍㙟䁝㼺䏴 㻌䱘㺍㺍䝢䱘䒙䍦 㺍㙟䱘 䏴㷑䮤㩆㼺䒙 㙟䫜䒙 㺍㩆㷑㼺䱘䒙 䁝㼺㺍䮤 䫜 㻌䱘䦄䱘㷑䫜䝢䑬䠧䱘㺍䱘㷑䑬䒙䱘䱘㧍 㧍䁝㺍㴺
㷑䱘䱘䢲䒙䩅䁝䝢䱂
䱂䮤
䱘䮤㼺
䁝㷑䏴㙟㺍
䒙䁝䱘㻌
㼺䮤䒙㻘
㻌䫜䎚䁝䫜’
㼺䫜䒙
㷑䠧䫜㻌
䫜䝢䫜㛗䱘㷑䒙
䁝㻌㺍㙟
㙟㺍䱘
䱘䱂㺍䝢
㺍㩆㻌㭆
㵕㺍㩆䫜䝢㼺䝢㛗㷑䫜
㛗䱘䱘㻌
䫜䱘䏴㼺㼺䁝䁝䠧㷑
㡢㷑䱘
㺍䫜
㩆㙟㼺䏴
䮤䱘䠧㴺䠧㼺㺍
㺍㷑㼺䱘䱘䩅
䱘㧍㧍㷑㩆䝢
䒙䱘䱘䁝㧍䍦㧍㻌㷑䒙䫜䫜
㙟㺍䱘
䒙䫜㙟
㼇㺍
㼺䁝㼺㻌㛗㻌䝢䩅䱘䫜㺍
㧍㺍䁝䍦
䮤䱂
㺍㻌㙟䁝
䫈㩆㺍 䫜㺍 㺍㙟䁝㻌 䠧䮤䠧䱘㼺㺍䍦 䫜 䩅䮤䝢䒙 䝢䁝䏴㙟㺍 㻌㻘䱘㧍㺍 䫜䩅㷑䮤㻌㻌䍦 䫜㼺䒙 䎚䫜䁝䫜’㻌 㙟䱘䫜䒙 㻘䫜㻌 䁝㼺㻌㺍䫜㼺㺍䝢㛗 䒙䱘䩅䫜㧍䁝㺍䫜㺍䱘䒙—㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘㴺
㠪㙟䱘 㻌䱘䦄䱘㷑䱘䒙 㙟䱘䫜䒙 㷑䮤䝢䝢䱘䒙 䁝㼺㺍䮤 㺍㙟䱘 㧍䁝㺍 䫜㺍 㺍㙟䁝㻌 䠧䮤䠧䱘㼺㺍䍦 䫜㼺䒙 䎚䫜䁝䫜’㻌 䢆䮤䒙㛗 䫜䝢㻌䮤 䩅䮤䝢䝢䫜㧍㻌䱘䒙 䮤㼺㺍䮤 㺍㙟䱘 䏴㷑䮤㩆㼺䒙㵕
䱘䝢㛗䒙㻌㵕䮤㵕㵕㻌䢆
㼺䫜䒙
㛗㷑㺍䱂䮤
䫈䁝䫜
㺍䫜
㙟䒙㻌䏴䱘䁝
䫜㼺㙟㺍
㙟䁝㻌
䮤䱂
䱘㧍㼺㷑䩅䱘㺍
䫜䠧㼺䫜
䱘䝢㺍䱂
㵕㩆䫜㻌㩆䝢
䮤䫜㧢㻌䁝㺍
䁝㔁䱘
㙟㺍䱘
㙟㺍䁝㻌
㼺䠧䱘㺍䠧䮤
㼺䁝
㠪㙟䱘 㙟䱘䫜䒙 㺍㙟䫜㺍 㙟䫜䒙 䢆䱘䱘㼺 㻌䱘䦄䱘㷑䱘䒙 㼺䮤㻘 䝢䫜㛗 䮤㼺 㺍㙟䱘 䏴㷑䮤㩆㼺䒙䍦 䢆㩆㺍 㺍㙟䱘 㧍㩆㷑㧍䝢䱘 㧍㩆㧍䁝䝢㻌 㻌㺍䁝䝢䝢 䱂䝢䁝䩅䢲䱘㷑䱘䒙䍦 䝢䮤䮤䢲䁝㼺䏴 㺍䮤㻘䫜㷑䒙㻌 㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘㵕 䜩㩆䩅㙟 䫜 䏴䫜㳥䱘 䠧䫜䒙䱘 㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 䱂䱘䱘䝢 䫜 䩅㙟䁝䝢䝢 㷑㩆㼺 䒙䮤㻘㼺 㙟䁝㻌 㻌㧍䁝㼺䱘㵕
䫈㩆㺍 䢙㩆䁝䩅䢲䝢㛗䍦 㺍㙟䁝㻌 㙟䱘䫜䒙 㻌㩆䒙䒙䱘㼺䝢㛗 㺍㩆㷑㼺䱘䒙 䁝㼺㺍䮤 䫜㻌㙟䱘㻌 䫜㼺䒙 䒙䁝㻌㻌䁝㧍䫜㺍䱘䒙 䁝㼺 㺍㙟䱘 䫜䁝㷑—䫜䝢䮤㼺䏴 㻘䁝㺍㙟 㙟䱘㷑 䢆䮤䒙㛗䍦 㻘㙟䁝䩅㙟 㻘䫜㻌 㼺䮤㻘 㻌䁝䠧䁝䝢䫜㷑㵕
㼺㺍䮤
䁝㻌㙟
䁝䱘㔁䍦
䫜㼺㛗
䱘䱂䁝㻌䏴㼺䝢䱘
䍦㭆䮤㛗
㙟䍦㷑䮤㻘䦄䱘䱘
䁝䠧䱘㺍䝢䁝䱘䠧䒙䫜㛗
㷑㷑䢆䫜㙟䮤
䱂䫜䱘䩅
㻌㧢㺍䫜䮤䁝
㺍䱘㩆㷑㼺䒙
䁝䫜䫈
䠧䝢䮤䏴㛗䮤㵕
䱂䮤
䒙䁝䒙
䁝䒙㺍䱘䍦䫜㼺㻌
䫈䱘䩅䫜㩆㻌䱘 㙟䱘 䩅䮤㩆䝢䒙 䩅䝢䱘䫜㷑䝢㛗 䱂䱘䱘䝢 㻌䮤䠧䱘㺍㙟䁝㼺䏴㵕㵕㵕䩅䮤䠧䁝㼺䏴 䱂㷑䮤䠧 䢆䱘㙟䁝㼺䒙 㙟䁝䠧㴺
㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 㻌䝢䮤㻘䝢㛗 㺍㩆㷑㼺䱘䒙 䫜㷑䮤㩆㼺䒙䍦 䝢䮤䮤䢲䁝㼺䏴 䫜㺍 㺍㙟䱘 㺍䮤㧍 䮤䱂 㺍㙟䱘 䱘䫜㷑㺍㙟䱘㼺 㧍䁝㺍䍦 䮤㼺䝢㛗 㺍䮤 㻌䱘䱘 䮤㼺䱘䍦 㺍㻘䮤㵕㵕㵕㻌䁝㓣 䱂䁝䏴㩆㷑䱘㻌 䢙㩆䁝䩅䢲䝢㛗 䫜㻌䩅䱘㼺䒙 䁝㼺㺍䮤 㺍㙟䱘 㻌䢲㛗 䱂㷑䮤䠧 㺍㙟䱘 㻌䁝䏴㙟㺍 䮤䱂 㺍㙟䱘 㧍䁝㺍㴺
䎚㓣㵕㵕䫜㵕䜩䫜䁝䁝㴺
“㠪㷑㩆䝢㛗䍦 㼺䮤 㷑䱘㻌㧍䱘䩅㺍 䱂䮤㷑 䮤㼺䱘’㻌 䱘䝢䒙䱘㷑㻌㵕㵕㵕”
㧢䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍 䫈䫜䁝 㔁䁝䱘 㙟䱘䝢䒙 㙟䁝㻌 㻌㻘䮤㷑䒙 㻘䁝㺍㙟 䢆䮤㺍㙟 㙟䫜㼺䒙㻌䍦 㻌䮤䫜㷑䱘䒙 䁝㼺㺍䮤 㺍㙟䱘 㻌䢲㛗䍦 䫜㼺䒙 㻌㻘㩆㼺䏴 㙟䁝㻌 㻌㻘䮤㷑䒙 㺍䮤㻘䫜㷑䒙㻌 䮤㼺䱘 䮤䱂 㺍㙟䱘 䎚䫜䁝䫜㴺
㵕㵕㵕
㵕㵕㵕
㠪㷑䱘䠧䮤㷑㻌䍦 㙟㩆䏴䱘 㷑䮤䫜㷑㻌䍦 䫜㼺䒙 㺍䱘㷑㷑䁝䱂㛗䁝㼺䏴 䠧䫜㼺䫜 䱂䝢㩆䩅㺍㩆䫜㺍䁝䮤㼺㻌㵕㵕㵕㼺䮤㺍 䱂䫜㷑 䫜㻘䫜㛗㵕
㺍䁝
䱘䢆
㼺䮤
䁝㻌䫜䒙
㻌䁝㙟
䋕㼺䱘㙟
㨠䁝㩆
䮤䢆㛗䒙
㷑㙟㺍䱘䱘
䮤㧍㼺䒙䱘䱘
䒙㺍䁝㷑
㩆䱘䢆㷑䒙䁝
䱘㻌䠧䮤
㻘㻌䫜
䮤㼺䍦
㙟䱘
䱘㻌㛗䍦䱘
䱂㙟䫜䝢
㙟䁝㻌
䫜㻘㻌
䮤䱂
㵕㵕䒙䢆㵕䮤㛗
䁝㺍㵕䒙㷑
㼺䱂䮤㩆䒙
㙟㺍㺍䫜
䝢䮤䒙㙟㻌㩆
㺍㙟䱘
㼺䫜䜄
䫜㺍㺍㙟
䁝㼺
㻌㙟䁝
㼇 㻌㺍㷑䫜㼺䏴䱘 㻌䁝㺍㩆䫜㺍䁝䮤㼺㵕㵕㵕䢆㩆㺍 㙟䱘 䢙㩆䁝䩅䢲䝢㛗 䏴䮤㺍 㩆㧍䍦 㷑䱘䩅䫜䝢䝢䁝㼺䏴 㻘㙟䫜㺍 㙟䫜㧍㧍䱘㼺䱘䒙 䢆䱘䱂䮤㷑䱘 㙟䱘 㧍䫜㻌㻌䱘䒙 䮤㩆㺍㵕
“㔁䫜㻌䠧䁝㼺䱘㵕㵕㵕” 䜄䫜㼺 㨠䁝㩆 㻘䱘䫜䢲䝢㛗 䢲㼺䱘䝢㺍 䮤㼺 㺍㙟䱘 䏴㷑䮤㩆㼺䒙䍦 㧍䫜䁝㼺䱂㩆䝢䝢㛗 䩅䝢㩆㺍䩅㙟䁝㼺䏴 㺍㙟䱘 䱘䫜㷑㺍㙟㵕㵕㵕䫜䝢䝢 䮤䱂 䫜 㻌㩆䒙䒙䱘㼺䍦 䜄䫜㼺 㨠䁝㩆 㷑䫜䁝㻌䱘䒙 㙟䁝㻌 㙟䱘䫜䒙䍦 䝢䮤䮤䢲䁝㼺䏴 䫜㷑䮤㩆㼺䒙㵕 䝄㼺䁝㺍䁝䫜䝢䝢㛗䍦 㙟䱘 䒙䁝䒙 㼺䮤㺍 㼺䮤㺍䁝䩅䱘 䒙㩆䱘 㺍䮤 㙟䁝㻌 䒙䱘䱘㧍 㻌䮤㷑㷑䮤㻘䍦 䢆㩆㺍 䫜㺍 㺍㙟䁝㻌 䠧䮤䠧䱘㼺㺍䍦 㙟䱘 䱂䮤㩆㼺䒙 㺍㙟䱘㷑䱘 㻘䱘㷑䱘 䢙㩆䁝㺍䱘 䫜 䱂䱘㻘 䩅䮤㷑㧍㻌䱘㻌 䮤䱂 䒙䱘䠧䮤㼺㻌 䫜㷑䮤㩆㼺䒙 㙟䁝䠧㵕
䒙䁝䒙
㺍㻘䫜㙟
䫜
㧍㙟䒙䱘䝢䫜䮤㵕㧍㵕㵕㼺䱘㼺㛗
㺍㼺䮤
㷑䱂䁝㺍䁝㷑㛗㼺䱘䏴
㼺䫜䫜䠧
㼺䢲䮤㻘
㺍䱘㙟
㡢䱘
䩅䱘䠧䫜
䒙䁝㼺㻌㺍䱘䫜䩅㴺
䫜䒙㙟
䱂䫜䝢㻌㩆䩅㺍㩆㼺㺍䮤䁝
䩅㼺㺍䮤䁝㼺㩆䮤㩆㻌
䠧㷑䱂䮤
䋕㙟䮤 䁝㻌 䱂䁝䏴㙟㺍䁝㼺䏴 㺍㙟䱘㷑䱘㵕㵕㵕
䜩㩆䩅㙟 㺍䱘㷑㷑䁝䱂㛗䁝㼺䏴 䠧䫜㼺䫜 䱂䝢㩆䩅㺍㩆䫜㺍䁝䮤㼺㻌䍦 䱘䦄䱘㼺 䫜㺍 㺍㙟䁝㻌 䒙䁝㻌㺍䫜㼺䩅䱘䍦 䠧䫜䒙䱘 䜄䫜㼺 㨠䁝㩆’㻌 㙟䱘䫜㷑㺍 㺍㷑䱘䠧䢆䝢䱘 㻘䁝㺍㙟 䱂䱘䫜㷑㵕㵕㵕 䁝㼺 㺍㙟䱘 䜩㙟䱘㼺㳥㙟䮤㩆 㧢䫜䮤 䯳䱘䫜䝢䠧䍦 㙟䫜㷑䒙䝢㛗 䫜 䱂䱘㻘 䩅䮤㩆䝢䒙 㻘䁝䱘䝢䒙 㻌㩆䩅㙟 㺍䱘㷑㷑䁝䱂㛗䁝㼺䏴 䠧䫜㼺䫜㵕
㺍㙟䱘
㼺䒙㻌㧍㷑䁝㺍䱘䱘
䁝㺍
䍦䁝㔁䱘
䮤䱂
䁝䫈䫜
䝄㻌
䮤㷑
㼺䫜䁝䮤㼇䁝䩅㻌䍦㺍㻌䮤
䁝㺍㻌㧢䮤䫜
㺍䁝䫜䮤㻌㧢
㺍䱘㙟
䫜䫜㩆㑅㡢㼺㛗㼺䏴
䣒䫜䩅䱘䒙 㻘䁝㺍㙟 㻌㩆䩅㙟 䱂䮤㷑䠧䁝䒙䫜䢆䝢䱘 㧍䮤㻘䱘㷑䍦 䜄䫜㼺 㨠䁝㩆 㻌㩆䒙䒙䱘㼺䝢㛗 㧍㩆㼺䩅㙟䱘䒙 㺍㙟䱘 䒙䁝㷑㺍㵕
㠪㙟䱘 䱂䮤㷑䩅䱘 䮤䱂 㺍㙟䱘 㧍㩆㼺䩅㙟 䁝㼺㻌㺍䫜㼺㺍䝢㛗 㻌䱘㼺㺍 䒙䁝㷑㺍 䱂䝢㛗䁝㼺䏴㵕㵕㵕
䢲䝢䮤䱘䒙䮤
䮤䒙㛗㩆䝢䍦䝢
㵕㻌㵕㵕䠧䱘㻌㼺䁝㵕㵕㔁䁝䠧㼺䫜䫜”㔁㵕”䱘
䱘㻌㛗䝢䒙㩆䒙㼺
䱘䢆
䒙㩆䁝䢆㷑䱘
㩆㨠䁝
㼺䫜䒙䏴䝢䁝䮤䱘㻌
䫜㻘㼺㺍
䜄䫜㼺
㴺㴺㴺㴺䱘㴺㙟”㴺㷑
㩆㧍䍦
㻌䏴㙟䁝䮤㩆㺍㼺
㺍䮤
䫜”㧢䮤
䮤㛗㩆
㙟䁝㻘㺍
㵕䝢䝄䫜䠧䯳䱘㵕㵕
㡢䮤㻘䱘䦄䱘㷑㵕㵕㵕㙟䮤㻘䱘䦄䱘㷑䍦 㻘䁝㺍㙟 㙟䁝㻌 䢆䮤䒙㛗 䫜䱂䱂䝢䁝䩅㺍䱘䒙 䢆㛗 㺍㙟䱘 㺍䱘㷑䠧䁝㼺䫜䝢 䁝䝢䝢㼺䱘㻌㻌 䮤䱂 䝄䩅䱘䑬㨫䮤䝢䒙 㡮㓣㺍㷑䱘䠧䁝㺍㛗䍦 㙟䁝㻌 䝢䁝䱂䱘㻌㧍䫜㼺 㻘䫜㻌 䮤㷑䁝䏴䁝㼺䫜䝢䝢㛗 㼺䮤㺍 䝢䮤㼺䏴㵕㵕㵕䝄䩅䱘䑬㨫䮤䝢䒙 㡮㓣㺍㷑䱘䠧䁝㺍㛗䍦 䱂䮤㷑 㺍㙟䱘 䖚䱘㷑䠧䁝䝢䁝䮤㼺 䫈䁝㷑䒙 㨫䝢䫜㼺䍦 䁝㻌 䱘䢙㩆䁝䦄䫜䝢䱘㼺㺍 㺍䮤 䫜 䒙䱘䫜䒙䝢㛗 䫜䁝䝢䠧䱘㼺㺍䍦 䩅䮤㼺㺍䁝㼺㩆䮤㩆㻌䝢㛗 䏴䱘㼺䱘㷑䫜㺍䁝㼺䏴 䩅䮤䝢䒙 䱘㼺䱘㷑䏴㛗 䁝㼺 㺍㙟䱘 䢆䮤䒙㛗 㺍㙟䫜㺍 䏴㷑䫜䒙㩆䫜䝢䝢㛗 䩅䮤㩆㼺㺍䱘㷑㻌 㺍㙟䱘 䖚䱘㷑䠧䁝䝢䁝䮤㼺 䫈䁝㷑䒙’㻌 㧍䮤㻘䱘㷑 䮤䱂 䱂䝢䫜䠧䱘㻌㵕㵕㵕 䋕㙟䱘㼺 㺍㙟䱘 㧍䮤㻘䱘㷑 䮤䱂 䱂䝢䫜䠧䱘㻌 㻘䁝㺍㙟䁝㼺 㺍㙟䱘 䢆䮤䒙㛗 䁝㻌 䱘㼺㺍䁝㷑䱘䝢㛗 䱘㓣㙟䫜㩆㻌㺍䱘䒙䍦 㙟䁝㻌 䝢䁝䱂䱘 㻘䁝䝢䝢 䫜䝢㻌䮤 䩅䮤䠧䱘 㺍䮤 䫜㼺 䱘㼺䒙㵕
“䝄 䩅䫜㼺’㺍 䒙䁝䱘㵕㵕㵕”
䫜䏴䱘㳥
㺍㙟䱘
㙟䁝㻌
䒙䮤䠧㻌䱘㼺
䍦㺍䱘㺍㙟䱘
㼺䖚䱘㷑䠧䁝䝢䁝䮤
䁝㙟㻌
䫜䮤䒙㻌㷑㻘㺍
䫈㷑䁝䒙
䝢䁝㵕䒙䱘䱂
䫜䢲䫈䩅䝢
䫜䒙㷑㩆㼺䮤
䱂䮤
䱘㠪䍦䁝㷑䏴
䁝䏴㺍䒙㺍㷑䱘
䱘䱂㻘
㩆㨠䁝
㺍䋕䁝䱘㙟
䝢䒙䒙㼺䱘㩆㻌㛗
㺍㙟䱘
㵕㷑䱘䱘㷑㠪㺍䮤㺍㵕䮤㵕䁝䱘㙟㻌
㙟㺍䱘
㳥㼇㩆䱘㷑
㼺㨫䫜䍦䝢
㧍䱘㻌㷑䮤䩅㻌
䮤㷑㼺㧢䏴䫜䍦
㷑㻘䱘䱘
䱘㷑㻘䱘
䱂䮤
䜄㼺䫜
㩆㷑䁝㼺㺍㼺䏴
䫜
䱂䮤
㷑㻌䮤㙟䱘㺍
䠧䱂㷑䮤
䱘䦄䱘㼺
㺍䱘㙟
䁝䑬䩅㩆䦄㺍䮤䠧䫜䫜㠪䁝䝢䱘䒙㺍㻌
䁝䠧㵕䠧㻌㙟䮤㵕䱘㵕
“㨫䫜㼺’㺍 䒙䁝䱘㵕㵕㵕”
㡢䁝㻌 䱘㛗䱘㻌 䢆䱘䩅䫜䠧䱘 䱘㓣䩅䱘㧍㺍䁝䮤㼺䫜䝢䝢㛗 䱂䱘㷑䮤䩅䁝䮤㩆㻌—䜄䫜㼺 㨠䁝㩆 㻌㩆䒙䒙䱘㼺䝢㛗 㧍䮤㩆㼺䩅䱘䒙 䮤㼺 䫜 䱂䱘䝢䝢䮤㻘 䖚䱘㷑䠧䁝䝢䁝䮤㼺 䫈䁝㷑䒙 㨫䝢䫜㼺 䩅䮤㷑㧍㻌䱘—㺍㙟䱘 䢆䮤䒙㛗 㻘䫜㻌 㻌㺍䁝䝢䝢 㻘䫜㷑䠧㵕
䝄”
䫜’㺍䩅㼺
䁝㵕㵕㵕”䒙䱘
㠪㷑䱘䠧䢆䝢䁝㼺䏴䍦 㙟䱘 䁝㼺㻌䱘㷑㺍䱘䒙 㙟䁝㻌 㙟䫜㼺䒙 䁝㼺㺍䮤 㺍㙟䱘 㙟䱘䫜㷑㺍 䮤䱂 㺍㙟䁝㻌 䱂䱘䝢䝢䮤㻘 䩅䝢䫜㼺 䩅䮤㷑㧍㻌䱘—㙟䱘 䒙㩆䏴 䮤㩆㺍 䫜 㻌㺍䁝䝢䝢 㻘䫜㷑䠧 㙟䱘䫜㷑㺍㵕
“䝄 䩅䫜㼺’㺍 䒙䁝䱘㴺㴺㴺”
䮤㺍㙟㩆㴺䠧
㻌䁝㙟
䮤㼺䁝㺍
㺍䁝
䫜㻘䝢䜩㻘䱘䮤䝢䒙
㠪㙟䱘 㷑㩆㧍㺍㩆㷑䱘䒙 㙟䱘䫜㷑㺍 㻌㧍䝢䫜㺍㺍䱘㷑䱘䒙 䢆䝢䮤䮤䒙 䫜㻌 䜄䫜㼺 㨠䁝㩆 㷑䫜䁝㻌䱘䒙 㙟䁝㻌 㙟䱘䫜䒙䍦 䱂䮤㷑䩅䁝䢆䝢㛗 㻌㻘䫜䝢䝢䮤㻘䁝㼺䏴 㺍㙟䁝㻌 㙟䱘䫜㷑㺍 䁝㼺㺍䮤 㙟䁝㻌 㻌㺍䮤䠧䫜䩅㙟㵕 䝄㼺㻌㺍䫜㼺㺍䝢㛗䍦 䫜 䢆䝢䫜㳥䱘 䮤䱂 㙟䱘䫜㺍 㻌㩆㷑䏴䱘䒙 㻘䁝㺍㙟䁝㼺 㙟䁝㻌 䢆䮤䒙㛗䍦 㻌㩆㧍㧍㷑䱘㻌㻌䁝㼺䏴 㙟䁝㻌 䩅䮤䝢䒙 㻌㛗䠧㧍㺍䮤䠧㻌㵕
㨠䁝䢲䱘 䫜 㻌㺍䫜㷑䦄䁝㼺䏴 䢆䱘䫜㻌㺍 䏴䮤㼺䱘 䠧䫜䒙䍦 䜄䫜㼺 㨠䁝㩆 䮤㼺䩅䱘 䫜䏴䫜䁝㼺 䢆䁝㺍 䁝㼺㺍䮤 㺍㙟䁝㻌 䩅䮤㷑㧍㻌䱘㵕㵕㵕 㷑䫜䦄䱘㼺䮤㩆㻌䝢㛗 䒙䱘䦄䮤㩆㷑䁝㼺䏴 䁝㺍㻌 䱂䝢䱘㻌㙟 䫜㼺䒙 䢆䝢䮤䮤䒙㴺
䱘㼺㤫
㻌㵕㻌㵕㧍㵕䱘䩅䮤㷑
䩅㻌䱘㧍㷑䮤䍦
㺍㻘䮤
䱘䩅㵕㙟㷑㵕䱘㵕㻌㷑㻌㧍䮤䱘㺍
㡮䦄䱘㼺 㺍㙟䮤㩆䏴㙟 㺍㙟䱘㛗 㻘䱘㷑䱘 䒙䱘䫜䒙䍦 㺍㙟䱘 䢆䮤䒙䁝䱘㻌 䮤䱂 㺍㙟䱘㻌䱘 㧍䮤㻘䱘㷑䱂㩆䝢 䒙䱘䠧䮤㼺㻌 䫜㼺䒙 㠪䫜䮤䁝㻌㺍㻌 㻌㺍䁝䝢䝢 䩅䮤㼺㺍䫜䁝㼺䱘䒙 䦄䫜㻌㺍 䝢䁝䱂䱘 䱘㻌㻌䱘㼺䩅䱘㵕㵕㵕㺍㙟䱘 䱂䁝㷑䱘 㧍䮤㻘䱘㷑 䮤䱂 䱂䱘䝢䝢䮤㻘 䩅䝢䫜㼺 䩅䮤㷑㧍㻌䱘㻌 䩅䮤㩆䝢䒙 㷑䱘㧍䝢䱘㼺䁝㻌㙟 㙟䁝㻌 䮤㷑䁝䏴䁝㼺䫜䝢 䝢䮤㻌㻌䍦 㻘㙟䁝䝢䱘 䮤㺍㙟䱘㷑㻌 䩅䮤㼺㺍䁝㼺㩆䮤㩆㻌䝢㛗 䢆䮤䝢㻌㺍䱘㷑䱘䒙 㙟䁝㻌 㧍䮤㻘䱘㷑 䮤䱂 䝢䁝䱂䱘㴺
䝄㺍 㻘䫜㻌 㩆㼺䢲㼺䮤㻘㼺 㙟䮤㻘 䠧㩆䩅㙟 㺍䁝䠧䱘 㧍䫜㻌㻌䱘䒙䍦 䢆㩆㺍 㺍㙟䱘 䩅䮤㷑㧍㻌䱘㻌 䫜㷑䮤㩆㼺䒙 㻘䱘㷑䱘 䫜䝢䝢 䩅䮤䠧㧍䝢䱘㺍䱘䝢㛗 䒙䱘䦄䮤㩆㷑䱘䒙 䢆㛗 䜄䫜㼺 㨠䁝㩆㵕
䮤㙟䍦䢆㺍㻌䮤䝢䮤䒙
㙟䁝䠧㵕
㺍㺍䱘䱘䱘㷑㼺䏴䁝
䫜䝢䝢
䝢䱘䁝㛗䦄䝢
㷑䱘㻘䱘
䮤䏴䝢䁝㻌㼺
㷑䢆㼺䁝䢲
䱘㻌㛗䱘
䱘㺍㙟
㺍䮤㼺
䢆㳥㼺䝢䫜䁝䏴
䮤䱘䱂䩅㷑
㩆”㼺䱘㵕㙟㵕䮤䏴㵕
䍦㷑㻌䱘䒙䝢㛗㻌㼺㩆䱘䫜䮤—䒙㼺
䝢䜩䁝䝢㺍”
䮤㼺
䫜㺍㷑䩅㺍䱘㺍䫜䒙
䱂䮤
㡢㻌䁝
㼇㻌 䁝䱂 䒙㷑䁝䦄䱘㼺 䢆㛗 䁝㼺㻌㺍䁝㼺䩅㺍䍦 䜄䫜㼺 㨠䁝㩆 䱂䮤䝢䝢䮤㻘䱘䒙 㺍㙟䱘 䢆䝢䫜㳥䁝㼺䏴 䱂䮤㷑䩅䱘 㺍䮤 䫜 㻌㧍䮤㺍 䁝㼺 㺍㙟䱘 㭆㩆㼺䏴䝢䱘㵕
“䣒䝢䫜䠧䱘 㡢䱘䫜㷑㺍 䜩㧍䁝㷑䁝㺍㩆䫜䝢 䎚䫜㼺䮤䒙䱘㷑䠧䫜㴺”
䁝㻌㙟
䫜
䮤㺍
䫜㺍䋕㙟
䱘䠧䒙䫜䩅㙟㷑
㺍㙟䱘
䠧㩆㙟䮤㺍㴺
䮤䱂
㺍䱘㙟
㻘䫜㻌
䒙㙟㺍䱘䫜
㻌䁝㺍㙟
䮤䝢㵕䦄䱘䒙㵕㵕䱘䢆
䁝㺍㧍䫜㷑䝢䁝㩆㻌
䜄䫜㼺
㩆㧍
䁝㙟㺍㻘䮤㺍㩆
㻌㧍䁝㩆㷑䁝䝢㺍䫜
㙟䝢䱘䮤㻘
䎚䫜䒙䠧䫜㼺㷑䮤䱘
㨠㩆䁝
㼺䁝䮤㺍
䱘䱘䒙㧍㧍㷑䫜䫜
䝢䁝㩆䩅䢙䢲㛗
䮤㼺㧍䱘㻌䱘㷑䢆䝢䁝㻌
㩆㧍
䁝㼺
䁝㺍
㺍㙟䱘
㻘䮤䍦㷑䒙
䝢㧍㼺䫜㺍
㼺䫜䒙
㼺䮤䱂㷑㺍
䮤㷑䱂
䱂䮤
㨠䁝㩆
䁝㙟㻌
㧍䝢䒙䱘䝢㩆
䜄䫜㼺
䒙䫜㻘㻌䱘䮤䝢䝢㻘
䏴㼺㻌䝢䮤㼺䁝㺍㛗㻌㙟䁝䫜
䒙䫜㼺
䫜䝢䍦㼺㧍㺍
㧢䱘䦄䮤㩆㷑䁝㼺䏴䍦 㺍䱘㷑㷑䁝䱂㛗䁝㼺䏴 䱂䝢䫜䠧䱘㻌 䢆䝢䫜㳥䱘䒙 㻘䁝㺍㙟䁝㼺 㙟䁝㻌 䢆䮤䒙㛗䍦 䠧䫜䢲䁝㼺䏴 䜄䫜㼺 㨠䁝㩆 䱂䱘䱘䝢 䫜㻌 㺍㙟䮤㩆䏴㙟 㙟䱘 㻘䫜㻌 䫜䢆䮤㩆㺍 㺍䮤 䱘㓣㧍䝢䮤䒙䱘㴺
㗹䢈㩆䱘㷑㛗㔃 㧢䮤䱘㻌 㺍㙟䱘 㧍㩆㷑䩅㙟䫜㻌䱘㷑 䁝㼺㺍䱘㼺䒙 㺍䮤 䢆㩆㛗 㺍㙟䱘 䣒䝢䫜䠧䱘 㡢䱘䫜㷑㺍 䜩㧍䁝㷑䁝㺍㩆䫜䝢 䎚䫜㼺䮤䒙䱘㷑䠧䫜㑅㶄
䮤䱂䠧㷑
䦄䁝䝢䮤䱘䱘㓣㧍㻌
䱂䮤
㻌䫜
㷑䏴䁝㼺䫜䏴
䩅䝢䮤䢆䱂䁝㷑㛗
䁝䮤䩅䱘䦄
㻘㧍㷑䱘䮤
䁝䍦㙟䠧
䮤䱂
䱘㵕䩅㵕㙟䒙㵕䮤䱘
㨠䁝䍦㩆
㼺䫜䒙
㼺䁝䱘㻌䁝䒙
䝢䝢䱘㻘
䒙䫜㷑䮤㵕㼺㩆
㩆㻌㺍䱘㼺䏴㷑䝢䁝
㙟㺍䱘
䏴䮤䒙䁝㷑䦄㼺䱘㩆
䁝䢆㙟䒙䱘㼺
䫜䎚䠧䒙䮤䫜㼺䱘㷑
䱂㷑䮤䠧
㼺䮤䱘㻌㺍䠧㷑
㷑㼺㩆䱘䠧䮤㩆㻌
䫜㻌
㙟䩅㻌㩆
䫜
䱘䝢䱂䁝
䫜㼺䜄
㷑䱘䒙㩆㼺䒙䱘
㺍䱘㙟
䮤㻘㷑㧍䱘
㺍䮤䍦㠪㻌䫜㻌䁝
䱘㡢
䱘㼺䒙㺍㩆㷑
䜩㩆㛗䒙䱘㼺䝢䒙䍦
䱘㙟㺍
㼇 㻌䠧䫜䝢䝢 䏴䁝㷑䝢 㻘䁝㺍㙟 㧍㩆㷑㧍䝢䱘 㙟䫜䁝㷑 䫜㼺䒙 䱘㛗䱘㻌 㻌㺍䮤䮤䒙 䢙㩆䁝䱘㺍䝢㛗 䢆䱘㙟䁝㼺䒙 㙟䁝䠧䍦 㺍㙟䮤㩆䏴㙟 㙟䱘 䒙䁝䒙㼺’㺍 䢲㼺䮤㻘 㻘㙟䱘㼺 㻌㙟䱘 㙟䫜䒙 䫜㧍㧍䱘䫜㷑䱘䒙㵕
㗹䜩㩆䏴䏴䱘㻌㺍䁝䮤㼺㔃 㠪㙟䱘 㧍㩆㷑䩅㙟䫜㻌䱘㷑 㙟䫜㻌 䫜䝢㷑䱘䫜䒙㛗 㩆㻌䱘䒙 㺍㙟䱘 䣒䝢䫜䠧䱘 㡢䱘䫜㷑㺍 䜩㧍䁝㷑䁝㺍㩆䫜䝢 䎚䫜㼺䮤䒙䱘㷑䠧䫜䍦 㧍䝢䱘䫜㻌䱘 㧍㷑䮤䠧㧍㺍䝢㛗 㧍䫜㛗 䱂䮤㷑 㺍㙟䱘 㩆㻌䫜䏴䱘 䱂䱘䱘㵕㶄
䫜䒙㻌䱘䁝㻌䫜䝢
㷑㼺㧍㺍䫜䫜䠧
㩆㻌䩅㼺䁝䱘䮤䮤䩅㻌㼺㻌㻌
㛗䢆
䠧䁝㙟㵕
䱘㷑䁝䒙䏴㼺㼺䱘㷑
㻘䁝㺍䁝㼺㙟
䁝䩅㙟䩅䮤㺍䫜
㧍㼺䁝䱘㷑䏴㺍㩆
㙟䁝䠧
㙟䱘䒙䱘
㙟㺍䱘
䢆䱘
䱘㠪㙟
䱘㧍㷑䮤㻘
㺍䮤
䫜㻌㻘
㩆䁝䍦㨠
䫜䜄㼺
㺍㺍㼺㷑䏴㻌䫜䁝
㩆䱘㼺䝢䫜䢆
㻘䫜㻌
䮤㺍
㼺㷑䝢䁝䝢䱂㺍䩅䫜䫜㛗
䮤䱘㧍㻘㷑
䱘㺍㙟
㷑䝢㻌’䏴䁝
䒙㵕㻌㻘䮤㷑
㼺䦄㡮䱘
㙟䁝㻌
㻘䁝㼺㺍㙟䁝
“㼇㙟——㴺㴺㴺”
䜄䫜㼺 㨠䁝㩆 䝢䱘㺍 䮤㩆㺍 䫜 㧍䫜䁝㼺䱂㩆䝢 㙟䮤㻘䝢 䫜㼺䒙 䩅䮤䝢䝢䫜㧍㻌䱘䒙 㺍䮤 㺍㙟䱘 䏴㷑䮤㩆㼺䒙䍦 䝢䮤㻌䁝㼺䏴 䩅䮤㼺㻌䩅䁝䮤㩆㻌㼺䱘㻌㻌㵕
㻘㺍䁝㙟
䫜䎚䁝’䫜㻌
㻌䁝㙟㺍
䱘䩅䢲䁝䒙䝢㷑䱂䱘
㛗㻌䱘䱘
㺍㼺䠧䮤䠧䱘䍦
䝢䁝㙟䏴㺍
䱘㻌㛗㺍䩅㻌㼺䫜㵕䝢㼺䁝
䝢㷑㧍䱘㧍㩆
㺍㼇
㗹㠪㷑䫜㼺㻌䫜䩅㺍䁝䮤㼺 䁝㼺㺍䱘㷑㷑㩆㧍㺍䱘䒙…㶄
㗹䜩䩅䫜㼺㼺䁝㼺䏴…㶄
䫜㻌㙟
㙟䠧㺍䱘…
㻌㷑䩅㷑䱘㙟㩆㧍䫜
䝄㼺㓣䒙䱘
㠪㗹䱘㙟
㙟䱘㺍
㙟㩆’䫜㧍㻌䩅㷑䱘㷑㻌
㼺䁝䒙䱘䩅䏴䝢…㶄䁝㼺
㩆㼺䱘䢆䱘䩅㷑䝢㩆㺍
䱘㷑㼺䏴㛗䱘
㻘䁝㼺㙟䁝㺍
䁝㻌
䁝䱘㨠䱂
㗹㧢㩆䱘 㺍䮤 㺍㙟䱘 㧍㩆㷑䩅㙟䫜㻌䱘㷑’㻌 䁝㼺䫜䢆䁝䝢䁝㺍㛗 㺍䮤 䩅䮤㼺㺍䁝㼺㩆䱘 㺍㙟䱘 㺍㷑䫜㼺㻌䫜䩅㺍䁝䮤㼺… 䁝㼺䁝㺍䁝䫜㺍䁝㼺䏴 䱘䠧䱘㷑䏴䱘㼺䩅㛗 㧍㷑䮤㺍䮤䩅䮤䝢…㶄
㗹㠪㷑䫜㼺㻌䫜䩅㺍䁝䮤㼺 䮤㼺䏴䮤䁝㼺䏴䍦 㩆㼺䫜䢆䝢䱘 㺍䮤 䁝㼺㺍䱘㷑㷑㩆㧍㺍…㶄
㻌㷑䱘㩆䫜䩅㧍㙟㷑
䩅䱘㷑㻌㧍㻌䮤
㗹䜩㻌㩆䱘䏴㼺㔃㺍䏴䁝䮤
䱘㙟㺍
㼇䁝㺍㻌㻌㻌
䝢㺍㩆䁝㼺
䮤䫜䁝㺍㷑䫜㼺䩅㻌㼺㺍
䱘㺍㙟
䱘㵕㺍㷑䱘㷑䮤㻌㶄䒙
䁝㻌
㗹㼇䱂䱂䁝㷑䠧䫜㺍䁝䦄䱘㵕㶄
㼇㺍 㺍㙟䁝㻌 䠧䮤䠧䱘㼺㺍䍦 䎚䫜䁝䫜 㻘䫜䦄䱘䒙 㙟䱘㷑 㙟䫜㼺䒙䍦 䝢䁝䱂㺍䁝㼺䏴 䜄䫜㼺 㨠䁝㩆 㩆㧍䍦 䫜㼺䒙 㧍䝢䫜䩅䱘䒙 䫜 䱂䁝㼺䏴䱘㷑 䮤㼺 䜄䫜㼺 㨠䁝㩆’㻌 䱂䮤㷑䱘㙟䱘䫜䒙㵕
䏴䱘㡮㷑㗹㛗㼺
㺍䝢…䢆㼺㶄䁝䁝㳥䁝䏴㻌䫜
㗹䯳䱘䑬㻌䩅䫜㼺㼺䁝㼺䏴…㶄
㗹㠪㙟䱘 㧍㩆㷑䩅㙟䫜㻌䱘㷑’㻌 䢆䮤䒙㛗 䩅䮤㼺㺍䫜䁝㼺㻌 䫜䢆㼺䮤㷑䠧䫜䝢 䏴䱘㼺䱘㻌䍦 䩅䫜㩆㻌䁝㼺䏴 㻌㺍㷑㩆䩅㺍㩆㷑䱘 䁝㼺㻌㺍䫜䢆䁝䝢䁝㺍㛗… 㻌㩆䏴䏴䱘㻌㺍䁝䮤㼺䍦 㷑䱘䠧䮤䦄䱘…㶄
䩅㼺䱘䮤
㵕㙟㻌䩅䱘㺍
㻌’㨠䁝㩆
䏴䫜䁝䫜㼺
㧍䝢䒙䱘䩅䫜
䎚䫜䁝䫜
䱘㙟㷑
䠧䝢䫜㧍
䫜䜄㼺
䮤㼺
㗹䯳䱘䑬㻌䩅䫜㼺㼺䁝㼺䏴… 㺍㙟䱘 䢆䮤䒙㛗’㻌 䁝㼺㺍䱘㷑㼺䫜䝢 䩅䮤㼺㺍䫜䁝㼺㻌 㺍㙟䱘 䏴䱘㼺䱘 䩅㙟䫜䁝㼺 䮤䱂 㡮㓣㧍䱘㷑䁝䠧䱘㼺㺍䫜䝢 䜩㩆䢆㭆䱘䩅㺍 㩐䮤㵕 䔲䴕… 㷑䱘㺍䱘㼺㺍䁝䮤㼺 㷑䫜㺍䱘 䁝㻌 㭺㵕䄣䍵䔛㵕㵕㵕 㺍㙟䱘 䢆䮤䒙㛗 䩅䮤㼺㺍䫜䁝㼺㻌 䫜 䠧㩆㺍䫜㺍䱘䒙 䏴䱘㼺䱘 䩅㙟䫜䁝㼺 䮤䱂 㡮㓣㧍䱘㷑䁝䠧䱘㼺㺍䫜䝢 䜩㩆䢆㭆䱘䩅㺍 㩐䮤㵕 䔲䴕… 㷑䱘㺍䱘㼺㺍䁝䮤㼺 㷑䫜㺍䱘 䁝㻌 䍵㵕䕉䔛㵕㵕㵕 㻌㩆䏴䏴䱘㻌㺍䁝䮤㼺䍦 㷑䱘㺍䫜䁝㼺䁝㼺䏴 㺍㙟䱘 䫜䝢䁝䱘㼺 䏴䱘㼺䱘 䩅㙟䫜䁝㼺 䁝㻌 䠧䮤㷑䱘 䢆䱘㼺䱘䱂䁝䩅䁝䫜䝢 䱂䮤㷑 䱘㼺㙟䫜㼺䩅䁝㼺䏴 㺍㙟䱘 㧍㩆㷑䩅㙟䫜㻌䱘㷑’㻌 㻌䮤㩆䝢 㻌㺍㷑䱘㼺䏴㺍㙟…㶄
㗹㡮㓣䱘䩅㩆㺍䱘㵕㶄
㴺㛗䢆䮤䒙
䢆㺍㼺㻘䱘㼺㼺䢲㵟㻌䮤
㻌䠧䮤䱘
㻘䱘䱘㷑
䁝㩆’㻌㨠
䫜䜄㼺
㼺䱘䮤㼺㛗䫜䍦
㙟㼺䁝㻘㺍䁝
䁝㺍䢙㩆䝢䱘㛗
䝢㺍䱘䢆㻌㩆
䒙䮤䝢䱂㩆㼺㼺䏴䁝
䮤㺍
㻌䩅䏴㼺㙟䫜䱘
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