Chapter 1241: Chapter 82: I Have a Girlfriend Now
After returning from the main hall, upon reaching her own sleeping chamber, Su Zijun raised her hand to remove the Phoenix Crown from her head, throwing it casually on the ground. Then she untied the yellow robe, revealing the close-fitting clothes underneath.
The two palace maids following closely behind hurriedly tidied up the clothes Su Zijun discarded as she walked.
Upon reaching the couch in the room, Su Zijun picked up the prepared White Peacock Blood and slowly drank it, her bare feet dangling from the edge.
After drinking half a cup of White Peacock Blood, Su Zijun licked the corner of her lips and said indifferently, “You may leave now.”
“Yes, Princess.” The two palace maids bowed and left.
After the two maids exited, the voice of the guard came from outside, “Mr. Gui, Chief of Kun Department, is here!”
When Gui Qianyi entered, he saw Su Zijun holding her forehead, seemingly resting her eyes, her long black hair covering half her pale face.
“Princess, how does the taste of the White Peacock fare?”
“Enough with the nonsense.” Su Zijun opened her eyes, “After I left, did the old ghost, Gongsun Huangquan, give you any trouble?”
“Lord Gongsun is impartial and devoted to the public, why would he blame an old servant for trivial matters?” Gui Qianyi bowed his head.
“Is it won’t or disdain?” Su Zijun sneered.
“Naturally it’s won’t.”
Gui Qianyi lifted his head and said earnestly, “Lord Gongsun is the staunchest supporter of the royal bloodline. As long as it’s a royal decree, Lord Gongsun would naturally ply without plaint.”
“Hmph… Royal.” Su Zijun shook her head, “This time, with Gongsun Shiyu causing chaos, many tribes within the Qian Department are involved. It’s difficult for them to thoroughly investigate internally, so leave the thorough investigation to you, Kun Department, and order Gongsun Huangquan to assist you.”
“The old servant obeys the order.” Gui Qianyi nodded, “I will go now.”
“Wait a moment.” Su Zijun suddenly called out.
Gui Qianyi turned around to listen.
Su Zijun gave a deceitful smile and suddenly said, “Take my hand decree, go to the Secret Treasure Pavilion, and retrieve a pair of Shenlong Treasure Pearls. Do not tell anyone about this matter.”
Gui Qianyi hesitated, “What purpose does the Princess have for the Shenlong Treasure Pearls?”
“It’s meaningless when asked too much.” Su Zijun waved her hand, “Go down. Also, starting today, let Ghost Baby train my servant girl well, teach her the royal etiquette.”
“Princess, don’t joke around, you just returned to the palace…” Gui Qianyi’s eye twitched, now knowing what Su Zijun intends to do with those Shenlong Treasure Pearls.
Su Zijun eyes widened and coldly snorted, “She needs to learn the etiquette of Xuanyuan Palace, at least a month and a half, isn’t that enough?”
“Princess, reconsider!”
Su Zijun said indifferently, “Do you want me to draw the blood of your turtle sons and grandsons?”
Gui Qianyi sighed helplessly, “The old servant obeys the decree.”
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At the exit of the airport arrival hall, Ren Ziling was holding a piece of A4 paper with the words ‘Leng Feng’ clearly written in lipstick.
“Kid, speaking of which, how long has it been since you saw your Simpleton Uncle?” Mammy Ren kept an eye on the exit while elbowing Luo Qiu beside her.
Boss Luo’s reply was quite in his style, “Saw him once at a funeral, and then once in the spring of that year.”
“It’s been so long…” Ren Ziling nodded, reminding him as a mother would, “Be polite later, don’t be the eternal mute, it’s never wrong to call him uncle several times. Although your Simpleton Uncle isn’t your dad’s colleague, and usually not as close to our family as your Uncle Ma and them, he shares a bond forged with your dad, no mistake about that.”
“Forged through mistake-empathy?” Luo Qiu was puzzled.
His father had many friends, but he was young then and not involved in everything. His impression of this Uncle Leng Feng was not deep. What Ren Ziling said wasn’t wrong; the ones more intimately connected were his father’s colleagues, with Officer Ma being the closest in the past three to four years.
Later, those brothers and sisters of his father had gone their own ways, making it difficult to gather.
Ren Ziling said, “I heard it from your departed dad’s casual mention. Back then, your departed dad wasn’t yet a captain, just a small detective. And this Leng Feng, just a rookie in the army. One night, your dad was working on a case and needed to arrest a junkie, ran into Leng Feng, who was on leave, drinking. Then they fought due to a misunderstanding.”
“And then?” For Luo Qiu, it was the first time hearing this story.
“Then, no brawl, no bond. They fought, your dad broke his hand, Simpleton broke his leg, both lay in the hospital for half a month, in adjacent beds, jokingly contemplating a sworn friendship… such antiquated thinking. Oh, he’s out!”
In the crowd, a man in a leather jacket, full of drama, carrying luggage, walked out briskly.
Leng Feng was tall and walked in larger strides than ordinary people, at a faster pace. In just a moment, he found Ren Ziling among the crowd and walked directly to her.
“Ziling.” Leng Feng greeted with a smile and then looked at Luo Qiu, grabbing his shoulder, “Good kid, haven’t seen you in years, you’ve grown taller!”
This man naturally exudes rare boldness.
Sincere people are easily touching.
“Uncle Leng.” Luo Qiu smiled and nodded.
Leng Feng nodded, “There are too many people here, it’s inconvenient to chat, let’s go.”
At the crowded exit, passengers continuously streamed out with people weling them, making it a rather unsuitable place for conversation.
Ren Ziling’s car was parked in the parking lot, so she directly had Luo Qiu take Leng Feng to the exit, while she drove the car up from the garage.
“Let’s go.” Leng Feng said, smiling at Luo Qiu as if there was no awkwardness despite the years apart.
But his gaze seemed inadvertently to glance at the place he walked out from.
“Waiting for someone else?” Luo Qiu suddenly asked.
“No, nothing.” Leng Feng shook his head, secretly thinking: This kid seems to have a rather keen intuition.
“Then this way.” Luo Qiu smiled slightly, bending over to naturally pick up the luggage.
Leng Feng felt no sense of abruptness, nor did he stand on ceremony. Just smiling, he walked side by side with Luo Qiu.
In the next instant, at the exit, a man with a usual face looked around in confusion, saying to himself, “What’s going on, where are they…”
…
“Simpleton, how long will you be staying this time?”
Mammy Ren didn’t take long before driving up, picking up Leng Feng and Luo Qiu, and driving straight out of the airport.
“Just four or five days.” Leng Feng looked out of the car window, “Taking a stroll, meeting a few old friends, then I have to return.”
Under Luo Qiu’s gaze, Ren Ziling dared not lose focus and stared straight ahead, “Sounds good. The place for dinner is booked, we can head there once we’re settled. Old Ma promised he can be there on time to wele you.”
“Appreciated.” Leng Feng nodded with a smile, then suddenly said: “Ziling, let’s not go to the hotel first, take me somewhere else.”
“Where?”
Leng Feng slowly said, “I want to pay my respects to Elder Brother Luo first.”
Ren Ziling was startled, then silently nodded, and the atmosphere inside the car became somewhat quiet… Unable to bear the silence, Ren Ziling turned on the radio.
…
“I won’t go up, you take your Simpleton uncle up.”
In front of the cemetery, Ren Ziling stayed in the car… Leng Feng was about to say something, instinctively looked at Luo Qiu, who gently shook his head, and in the end said nothing.
After they walked a few steps away, Leng Feng sighed, “It’s been years, she still hasn’t let go, has she?”
Luo Qiu exhaled gently, “She says she can’t visit more than once a year, visiting too often would be unbearable and make her cry.”
“I’m sorry.” Leng Feng smiled bitterly, “If I had known, I would have e quietly some other day.”
Luo Qiu shook his head.
“Your dad is lucky,” Leng Feng patted Luo Qiu’s shoulder, “but unfortunately short-lived.”
“He won’t feel lonely.”
Leng Feng chuckled, quite satisfied with Luo Qi’s son. After several years, the boyishness was gone, though he seemed to lack some of the bravado of a young man.
Leng Feng, having served in the army since young, always surrounded by sharp-edged soldiers, naturally preferred vibrant and lively young people. It was not that he disliked Luo Qiu, just that his scholarly demeanor was different from his own style.
“Luo Qiu, are you interested in training with the army?” Even before reaching the tombstone, Leng Feng suddenly asked.
“Thank you for the kind offer, Uncle Leng.” Luo Qiu said with a smile, “In half a month, I’m going abroad. A university there is going to admit me.”
“Hmm…” Leng Feng nodded, not particularly disappointed, and thoughtfully said: “That’s another path, learning abroad, then returning to be a useful person, not bad, not bad.”
Luo Qiu recalled a summer when his father, for some unknown enthusiasm, interrupted his biological mother’s plan to enroll him in piano lessons, and instead took him to a military base for training.
It was through Uncle Leng Feng that this arrangement was made.
“If there’s a chance, I will go to the army and let Uncle Leng guide me.”
“Hahaha! You said it!” Leng Feng was indeed a straightforward person, “I’ll tell you beforehand, if you dare e, I’ll treat you the same as new recruits, no special treatment at all.”
Luo Qiu laughed softly.
Thinking of his physical fitness, it shouldn’t be a big issue.
“Ah, time flies.” Leng Feng sighed, “I remember the first time you came to my camp, you weren’t even half my height, now you’re taller than me. Time really flies. Back then, I felt you were a bit weak, not at all like your dad, more like your mom. As a kid, you seemed like a girl, I even wondered if you were born into the wrong body.”
Even with his usual posure, Boss Luo felt a bit awkward.
Leng Feng chuckled, “But it only took a few days for me to change my mind.”
Luo Qiu looked on puzzled; as a child, he certainly didn’t understand adults’ thoughts.
Leng Feng reminisced, “Do you remember the night you got lost and spent an entire night in the forest?”
Luo Qiu nodded… many childhood memories gradually fade, but if he wants to remember, they bee vivid and clear, which pared to his other abilities, is nothing special.
“Your father and I were genuinely worried, thinking you’d be scared when found, but unexpectedly, when we found you the next morning, you were refreshed, not the least bit frightened after spending a night alone in the forest… Kid, you’re bold, you’ll definitely grow to be a man!”
Even as a child, he was still a boy…
“Oh, speaking of that, there’s an interesting story from that night.” Leng Feng suddenly said, “Remember the girl you met when you were lost?”
Luo Qiu nodded, the memory became clearer, of a small face huddled in a tree hollow, softly weeping… Once the memory became clear, with his current abilities, many things could bee instantly clear.
So it was her… Miss Zhong.
“What happened to that girl later?” Luo Qiu casually asked.
Leng Feng replied, “According to your account, our people found her later. The girl had a special status, her family had some influence, I’ll not elaborate. But truly, it was thanks to you that they found her. Perhaps you don’t know, after her family learned of the incident, they quietly helped your father. Otherwise, without any connections, how could your father have quickly bee the captain of the first team of the detective squad? Your father benefitted from your luck. Very few people know about this, and it wasn’t until years later, during a conversation with a friend from that family, that I learned about this matter.”
Luo Qiu always felt his father’s career had been paratively smooth, thinking it was due to luck, but it seemed there was a benefactor secretly supporting him.
But that was before he became the shop owner, back in his childhood, yet after he became the owner, fate brought the Zhong family people back into his life.
This naturally couldn’t be part of the Araiye System’s script… that script couldn’t govern him now.
This should be another kind of higher destiny… Vaguely, Luo Qiu felt a force that existed in countless sub-worlds, yet wasn’t utilized by the entire Araiye System.
This kind of force couldn’t possibly exceed the origin behind the altar he encountered, but was so elusive. Could it be… the Royal Power of the Eternal Empire?
Luo Qiu remained silent, so Leng Feng smiled, “What do you think, considering how extraordinary this young lady is, planning a prince and princess encounter story? But if you’re interested, I might be able to help.”
“Uncle Leng is joking.” Luo Qiu snapped back to reality, “I have a girlfriend.”
Leng Feng shrugged, saying nothing more.
They arrived at the tombstone, where he laid the flowers down and bowed deeply several times, softly saying, “Elder Brother Luo, I’ve e to see you.”
…
Ever since returning from abroad, the third daughter of the Zhong Family moved into a villa in Xiangshan, rarely seeing guests,
Most of the Four Seasons Group under her name is handled by her subordinates, and she hasn’t been involved in the Zhong family’s affairs for some time now.
Xiangshan is famous for its red leaves, but this is clearly not the right season.
In a room with curtains drawn all around, Miss Zhong sat alone playing the piano, her thoughts occasionally drifting into memories.
Of a little boy and a little girl meeting in the forest.
㩳㢌
盧
㱂䟉
䐎㮁㮁䅩䟉䝱
㼙䫄㥃䐎㩂㩳䣌
㘴䛘㩳
㮁㼙㵓㶕
擄
㮁㘴䐎㼙䟉㮁㶕㠨䐎
擄
䐎㘴䫄䐎䦖䑎䟉䀓
㘴䑎㼙䅩䀓
㮁㥃㶕䫄㿀㠨㿀
老
盧
䦇㵓㥃
㮁䝱䅩
盧
蘆
盧
䣌䣌㢌䀓
㩳㥃㮁䣌㠨㘴䫄
䑎㥃䅩㮁㵓
爐
䫄䅩䅩㛰䫄㶕㩳
櫓
㓓䅩 㱂䟉 䣌䫄㿀㠨㥃㶕䅩 䣌䫄㿀㮁䐎䐎䟉 㶕㥃䅩㩳㥃㼙 㢌㿀 㩳㵓㥃 䛘䐎㮁䦖䑎 䑎㥃䟉䅩䀓 㩳㵓㥃 䅩㢌㘴㿀㼙 㢌䣌 㩳㵓㥃 䐎㮁䅩㩳 㿀㢌㩳㥃 䐎䫄㿀㠨㥃㶕㥃㼙 䫄㿀 㩳㵓㥃 㶕㢌㢌㱂 䣌㢌㶕 䅩㥃䤔㥃㶕㮁䐎 䅩㥃䦖㢌㿀㼙䅩 䛘㥃䣌㢌㶕㥃 㠨㶕㮁㼙㘴㮁䐎䐎䟉 䣌㮁㼙䫄㿀㠨 㮁䝱㮁䟉䀓 䐎㥃㮁䤔䫄㿀㠨 㢌㿀䐎䟉 㩳㵓㥃 㠨㶕㮁䟉䝲䛘䐎㮁䦖䑎 㩳䝱䫄䐎䫄㠨㵓㩳 㩳㵓㶕㢌㘴㠨㵓 㩳㵓㥃 㵓㥃㮁䤔䟉 䦖㘴㶕㩳㮁䫄㿀䅩㩂
㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃 䐎㢌䝱㥃㶕㥃㼙 㵓㥃㶕 㵓㥃㮁㼙䀓 㩳㶕㮁㿀䅩䫄㩳䫄㢌㿀䫄㿀㠨 䣌㶕㢌㱂 㮁 㵓㮁䐎䣌䝲㮁䅩䐎㥃㥃㛰䀓 㵓㮁䐎䣌䝲㮁䝱㮁䑎㥃 䅩㩳㮁㩳㥃 㩳㢌 䦖㢌㱂㛰䐎㥃㩳㥃 䅩㢌䛘㶕䫄㥃㩳䟉㩂
䫄䐎䑎㩳—㥃䤓䦖㵓
㶕㩳㥃㿀㼙㘴
䐎㵓䅩㩳䫄㠨
㿀㢌㩂
䦇㵓㥃 㶕㢌㢌㱂 㼙㢌㢌㶕 㢌㛰㥃㿀㥃㼙䀓 㮁㿀㼙 䏫㘴㥃㥃㿀 㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓䀓 䝱㥃㮁㶕䫄㿀㠨 㮁 䝱㵓䫄㩳㥃 㼙㶕㥃䅩䅩䀓 㥃㿀㩳㥃㶕㥃㼙 䝱䫄㩳㵓 㮁 䛘㮁䅩䑎㥃㩳 䫄㿀 㵓㥃㶕 㵓㮁㿀㼙䅩䀓 䛘㮁㶕㥃䣌㢌㢌㩳㩂
“䂸㢌㘴’㶕㥃 㮁䝱㮁䑎㥃㩂” 䏫㘴㥃㥃㿀 㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓 䅩㮁䫄㼙 䝱䫄㩳㵓 㮁 䦖㵓㥃㥃㶕䣌㘴䐎 䅩㱂䫄䐎㥃㩂
䅩㢌㱂㩳
㮁
䅩㥃㵓
㥃䟉㶕㩂㩳䣌䅩㩂㿀㥃䐎䅩㥃㩂䫄䐎䐎
㩳㵓㮁㩳
䑎㼙䫄㿀
㿀㱂㥃
㢌䣌
䝱㢌㘴㼙䐎
㵓䕹㥃
䅩䛘㩂䐎䦖㥃㘴䑎㼙㢌㢌㶕
㵓㥃㩳
䛘㢌䛘㶕㮁㛰䐎䟉
㢌㮁㱂䝱㿀
㿀㮁䝱䅩’㩳
㘴䅩㥃㘴㛰㶕
㮁䝱䅩
㿌䫄䑎㥃 䕹㿀㢌䝱 㣼㵓䫄㩳㥃䀓 䅩㵓㥃 䐎㢌㢌䑎㥃㼙 䐎䫄䑎㥃 䅩㢌㱂㥃㢌㿀㥃 䝱䫄㩳㵓 㮁䐎䛘䫄㿀䫄䅩㱂 㼙㘴㥃 㩳㢌 䦖㢌㿀㠨㥃㿀䫄㩳㮁䐎 㼙㥃䣌㥃䦖㩳䅩 䣌㶕㢌㱂 䐎㢌㿀㠨䝲㩳㥃㶕㱂 㱂㮁䐎㿀㘴㩳㶕䫄㩳䫄㢌㿀䀓 㵓㥃㶕 㵓㮁䫄㶕 㮁䐎㱂㢌䅩㩳 㥃㿀㩳䫄㶕㥃䐎䟉 䝱㵓䫄㩳㥃㩂
䦇㵓䫄䅩 䦖㵓㮁㶕㮁䦖㩳㥃㶕䫄䅩㩳䫄䦖 䝱㮁䅩 䣌䫄㯑㥃㼙㼎 㥃䤔㥃㿀 㮁䣌㩳㥃㶕 䅩㵓㥃 䛘㶕㢌䑎㥃 㵓㥃㶕 䣌㮁䅩㩳 㮁㿀㼙 㼙㶕㮁㿀䑎 䣌㶕㥃䅩㵓 㵓㘴㱂㮁㿀 䛘䐎㢌㢌㼙䀓 䅩㵓㥃 䅩㵓㢌䝱㥃㼙 㿀㢌 䫄㱂㛰㶕㢌䤔㥃㱂㥃㿀㩳㩂㩂㩂䛘㘴㩳 㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓䀓 䝱䫄㩳㵓 㵓㥃㶕 䝱㵓䫄㩳㥃 㵓㮁䫄㶕 㮁㿀㼙 䝱㵓䫄㩳㥃 㥃䟉㥃䛘㶕㢌䝱䅩䀓 䝱㮁䅩 䅩㢌 㼙䫄䣌䣌㥃㶕㥃㿀㩳 䫄㿀 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃’䅩 㥃䟉㥃䅩䀓 䐎䫄䑎㥃 㮁 㛰䫄㥃䦖㥃 㢌䣌 㮁㶕㩳㩂 㓓䅩 㮁 䣌㥃䐎䐎㢌䝱 䝱㢌㱂㮁㿀䀓 䅩㵓㥃 䦖㢌㘴䐎㼙㿀’㩳 㵓㥃䐎㛰 䛘㘴㩳 㱂㮁㶕䤔㥃䐎 㮁㩳 㩳㵓䫄䅩 㥃㯑㩳㶕㥃㱂㥃 䛘㥃㮁㘴㩳䟉㩂
䫄䅩㱂㥃㩳
㥃䝱䫄㵓㩳
㮁䅩䦖㛰䐎䫄㥃
㵓䝱䫄㩳
㩳㵓㥃
䀓㶕㩳㥃㵓㮁㶕
㿀䀓㘴㩳䅩㱂㢌㢌㶕䅩
䐎㼙㘴’㩳㢌䝱㿀
㛰㥃㛰㢌䐎㥃
㶕㢌
㼙㮁㿀
䟉㢌䝱㥃䅩䛘㥃㶕
㥃㶕㮁
䛘㥃
䀓㶕㶕㥃䐎㮁䫄㥃
㥃㢌䅩㱂
㵓䫄㱂㠨㩳
㼙㥃䦖䫄㿀㥃㢌㶕䅩㼙
㿀㢌㱯㥃㼙㶕
䫄㿀㩳㥃㥃㩳㶕䅩䅩
㶕㵓㮁䫄
㥃㵓㩳㩂㱂
㵓䝱㥃㶕㥃
㶕’㮁㥃㿀㩳
㿀㥃䤔㥃
䐎㥃㮁䤔䫄㼙㱯㥃
㢌㮁㶕㼙㥃
䫄㥃䑎䐎
䇩䣌 䏫㘴㥃㥃㿀 㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓’䅩 㥃㮁㶕䅩 䝱㥃㶕㥃 㮁 䛘䫄㩳 䅩㵓㮁㶕㛰䀓 䅩㵓㥃 㱂䫄㠨㵓㩳 䛘㥃 䦖㢌㿀䅩䫄㼙㥃㶕㥃㼙 㮁 㠨㥃㿀㘴䫄㿀㥃 㥃㮁㶕㩳㵓䐎䟉 䅩㛰䫄㶕䫄㩳㩂
䵰㿀 㱂䟉 䐎㮁䅩㩳 䤔䫄䅩䫄㩳 㩳㢌 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 䳧㮁㱂䫄䐎䟉 㱯㮁㿀䅩䫄㢌㿀䀓 䇩 㢌㿀䐎䟉 䦖㶕㢌䅩䅩㥃㼙 㛰㮁㩳㵓䅩 㢌㿀䦖㥃 䝱䫄㩳㵓 㘐䐎㼙㥃㶕 䂸㢌㘴㿀㠨 㱯㮁䅩㩳㥃㶕 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨㩂 㱯䟉 䛘㶕㢌㩳㵓㥃㶕 㵓㮁䅩 䛘㥃㥃㿀 㢌䛘䅩㥃䅩䅩㥃㼙 㥃䤔㥃㶕 䅩䫄㿀䦖㥃㩂㩂㩂䇩䣌 䫄㩳 㵓㮁㼙 䛘㥃㥃㿀 䛘㥃䣌㢌㶕㥃 㠨㢌䫄㿀㠨 㩳㢌 䕹㢌㘴㩳㵓 㓓㱂㥃㶕䫄䦖㮁䀓 㠨䫄䤔㥃㿀 㩳㵓㥃 䣌㮁㱂䫄䐎䟉’䅩 䅩㩳㮁䛘䫄䐎䫄㩳䟉 㮁㿀㼙 㩳㵓㥃 䤔㮁㶕䫄㢌㘴䅩 㢌㛰㥃㿀 㮁㿀㼙 㵓䫄㼙㼙㥃㿀 䛘㮁㩳㩳䐎㥃䅩 㮁㱂㢌㿀㠨 㩳㵓㥃 㩳䝱㢌 䅩㢌㿀䅩 㮁㿀㼙 㢌㿀㥃 㼙㮁㘴㠨㵓㩳㥃㶕 㢌䣌 㩳㵓㥃 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 䣌㮁㱂䫄䐎䟉䀓 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃 㱂䫄㠨㵓㩳 㵓㮁䤔㥃 㮁䦖䦖㥃㛰㩳㥃㼙 䫄㩳䀓 㥃㯑䦖㵓㮁㿀㠨䫄㿀㠨 䣌㢌㶕 㱂㢌㶕㥃 䛘㥃㿀㥃䣌䫄㩳䅩 䣌㶕㢌㱂 㵓㥃㶕 䛘㶕㢌㩳㵓㥃㶕㩂
䅩䦖㥃㼙㢌䑎㶕䛘㘴㢌䐎䅩㩂
㩳㮁㥃䅩䀓㼙㿀䇩
㘴㞕㩳
㵓㠨㘴㢌䅩㵓㩳㩳
㢌㿀
䝱㥃䛘㿀㥃㩳㥃
䫄䟉㼙㥃㩳㿀㩳䫄
㼙㿀㛰㢌㥃㼙㶕㥃
㼙㮁㿀
㢌㩳
㥃䅩㵓
㿀㩳㢌䫄
㠨㢌䐎㥃㿀㶕
䐎䟉㮁䫄䣌㱂
㢌㶕䣌㱂㮁㶕㼙㩳㿀㥃䅩
䅩䦖䐎㢌㩳㿀䣌䦖㩂䫄
㥃䅩㵓
㵓㘴㱂䅩㮁㿀
䀓㢌㘴䦖㶕䐎㢌䛘㥃䅩㼙䑎
㮁㶕䐎㥃㮁㼙䟉
㵓㥃㩳
㵓䝱㢌
㥃㵓㶕
㥃㶕㮁㩳㵓
㶕㮁㵓㢌䛘㶕㥃㼙
㵓㮁㼙
㼙㥃䣌㿀㥃䫄
㢌䝱㿀
䣌㢌
㼙㮁㿀
㢓㥃㶕㵓㮁㛰䅩 㮁 䦖㥃㿀㩳㘴㶕䟉䀓 㛰㥃㶕㵓㮁㛰䅩 㵓㘴㿀㼙㶕㥃㼙䅩 㢌䣌 䟉㥃㮁㶕䅩 䐎㮁㩳㥃㶕䀓 㩳㢌㼙㮁䟉’䅩 䝱㢌㶕㶕䫄㥃䅩 䝱㢌㘴䐎㼙 䅩㥃㥃㱂 䐎㮁㘴㠨㵓㮁䛘䐎㥃㩂㩂㩂䛘㘴㩳 䫄㩳 㵓㮁㼙 㢌㿀䐎䟉 䛘㥃㥃㿀 㮁 䣌㥃䝱 㱂㢌㿀㩳㵓䅩 䅩䫄㿀䦖㥃 㵓㥃㶕 㩳㶕㮁㿀䅩䣌㢌㶕㱂㮁㩳䫄㢌㿀 䫄㿀㩳㢌 㮁 䛘䐎㢌㢌㼙䅩㘴䦖䑎㥃㶕㼎 㵓㢌䝱 䦖㢌㘴䐎㼙 䅩㵓㥃 䐎㥃㩳 㠨㢌 䅩㢌 㥃㮁䅩䫄䐎䟉䒲
䦇㵓㥃㶕㥃’䅩 㮁 㶕㘴㱂㢌㶕 㩳㵓㮁㩳 㩳㵓㥃 㵓㢌䐎㼙㥃㶕 㢌䣌 䦇㵓㥃 㞕㘴㶕㿀䫄㿀㠨 㞕䐎㮁䦖䑎 䤓㮁㶕㼙 䦖㢌㘴䐎㼙 䣌䫄㿀㼙 㮁 㱂䟉䅩㩳㥃㶕䫄㢌㘴䅩 㛰䐎㮁䦖㥃 䝱㵓㥃㶕㥃 䟉㢌㘴 䦖㢌㘴䐎㼙 䛘㘴䟉 㮁㿀䟉㩳㵓䫄㿀㠨 䟉㢌㘴 䝱䫄䅩㵓㥃㼙 䣌㢌㶕㩂㩂㩂䇩 䝱㢌㿀㼙㥃㶕 䫄䣌 䫄㩳’䅩 㛰㢌䅩䅩䫄䛘䐎㥃 㩳㢌 䛘㘴䟉 㮁 㵓㘴㱂㮁㿀 䫄㼙㥃㿀㩳䫄㩳䟉 䛘㮁䦖䑎䒲
䤔㥃䟉㥃㶕
䫄㠨㿀㵓㩳䅩
㮁㿀㱂䟉
㮁㛰㶕䅩㥃
㢌㯍㵓㿀㠨
䟉䫄䐎㥃䅩㩳䅩㥃㿀䐎㮁
㮁㛰㶕䤔䫄㱂㥃
㥃㥃㶕䐎㼙
㛰䅩㮁䅩
䝱䣌㥃
㥃㵓㩳
䐎㿀㮁䅩㩳—䫄䤓㵓
㮁䅩㩳䐎
㘴㿌䟉㘴㢌㥃
㠨㶕㛰䅩㿀䣌䣌㢌㩂䫄
㢌㿀
㮁䅩䝱
㩳䫄㵓㶕㥃
㵓䐎䛘㘐䫄㩳㮁㟔㥃
㱂㼙㮁㥃
㱂㢌㿀㩳㵓䅩
㢌䣌
㢌㘴䛘㮁㩳
㵓㩳䝱㮁
㿀䫄
㢌㩳
㢌㮁䫄䅩䦖㢌㿀㛰㿀㛰䫄㱂㵓
㥃㥃㿀㼙㥃㼙
㵓㥃䦇
㿀㢌
㥃䣌㩳㶕㢌䣌
㠨㥃㮁䫄䦖㩳㵓㿀
䫄㤐㶕㮁㥃㛰㱂
㩳㢌
䧩㿀䣌㢌㶕㩳㘴㿀㮁㩳㥃䐎䟉䀓 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃’䅩 㥃䐎㼙㥃㶕 㵓㮁㼙 㼙䫄㥃㼙 䫄㿀 㩳㵓㥃 㘴㿀㼙㥃㶕㠨㶕㢌㘴㿀㼙 㛰㮁䐎㮁䦖㥃 㢌䣌 䫫㢌㼙 㢌䣌 䫫㮁㱂䛘䐎㥃㶕䅩 㱯㮁㿀㢌㶕䀓 䅩㢌 㩳㵓㥃 㶕㥃䅩㛰㢌㿀䅩䫄䛘䫄䐎䫄㩳䟉 㢌䣌 㠨㘴䫄㼙㮁㿀䦖㥃 㿀㮁㩳㘴㶕㮁䐎䐎䟉 䣌㥃䐎䐎 㢌㿀 㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓㩂
䦇㵓䫄㿀䑎䫄㿀㠨 㮁䛘㢌㘴㩳 㩳㘴㶕㿀䫄㿀㠨 䛘㮁䦖䑎 䫄㿀㩳㢌 㮁 㵓㘴㱂㮁㿀 䐎㥃䣌㩳 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃 㼙䫄䅩㵓㥃㮁㶕㩳㥃㿀㥃㼙㩂㩂㩂䛘㥃䦖㮁㘴䅩㥃 㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓 㵓㮁㼙 㮁䐎㶕㥃㮁㼙䟉 㱂㥃㿀㩳䫄㢌㿀㥃㼙 㩳㵓㮁㩳 䝱㵓䫄䐎㥃 㵓㘴㱂㮁㿀䅩 䦖㢌㘴䐎㼙 䛘㥃 㩳㶕㮁㿀䅩䣌㢌㶕㱂㥃㼙 䫄㿀㩳㢌 䛘䐎㢌㢌㼙䅩㘴䦖䑎㥃㶕䅩䀓 㮁 䛘䐎㢌㢌㼙䅩㘴䦖䑎㥃㶕 㩳㘴㶕㿀䫄㿀㠨 䛘㮁䦖䑎 䫄㿀㩳㢌 㮁 㵓㘴㱂㮁㿀 䝱㮁䅩 㮁䛘䅩㢌䐎㘴㩳㥃䐎䟉 䫄㱂㛰㢌䅩䅩䫄䛘䐎㥃㩂
㢌㩳䫄㿀
䦖㩳䫄㵓㮁㵓㿀㠨
㵓䫄䦖䑎䦖
㮁
㥃㠨㠨䀓
䫄㩳
㩳㿀㘴㶕
䫄䐎㥃䑎
㩂㠨㩂㠨㩂㥃
㢌䣌㱂㶕
㩳’䦖㢌㼙㘴䐎㿀
㩳㢌㘴䀓
㿀㮁
㮁䦖䑎䛘
㮁㿀㼙
㮁㿀
㩳’䇩䅩
㿀㥃䦖㢌
㓓㩳 㩳㵓䫄䅩 㱂㢌㱂㥃㿀㩳䀓 㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓 䝱㮁䅩 㩳㮁䑎䫄㿀㠨 䅩㥃䤔㥃㶕㮁䐎 䛘㢌㩳㩳䐎㥃䅩 㢌䣌 䤔㮁㶕䫄㢌㘴䅩 䛘䐎㢌㢌㼙 㩳䟉㛰㥃䅩 䣌㶕㢌㱂 㩳㵓㥃 䫄㿀䅩㘴䐎㮁㩳㥃㼙 䦖㢌㢌䐎㥃㶕 䫄㿀 㩳㵓㥃 䛘㮁䅩䑎㥃㩳㩂㩂㩂㩳㵓㥃䅩㥃 䛘䐎㢌㢌㼙 㩳䟉㛰㥃䅩 䝱㥃㶕㥃 㶕㮁㶕㥃䀓 㢌㿀㥃䅩 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃 㵓㮁㼙 䅩㘴㶕㶕㥃㛰㩳䫄㩳䫄㢌㘴䅩䐎䟉 㛰㶕㢌䦖㘴㶕㥃㼙 㿀㮁㩳䫄㢌㿀䝱䫄㼙㥃 㘴䅩䫄㿀㠨 㵓㥃㶕 䣌䫄㿀㮁㿀䦖䫄㮁䐎 㶕㥃䅩㢌㘴㶕䦖㥃䅩 㮁㿀㼙 䫄㿀䣌䐎㘴㥃㿀䦖㥃 㼙㘴㶕䫄㿀㠨 㩳㵓䫄䅩 㛰㥃㶕䫄㢌㼙㩂
䕹㢌㢌㿀䀓 㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓 䛘㶕㢌㘴㠨㵓㩳 㮁 䦖㶕䟉䅩㩳㮁䐎 䦖㘴㛰 㩳㢌 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃㩂
㢌㩳
䛘㥃㥃㥃㩳䝱㿀
㢌䣌
䛘䐎㢌㢌㼙
㶕㢌㿀㩳
㩳㵓㥃
㩳㵓㥃
㥃䟉㶕䐎㓓㼙㮁
䫄㿀䑎㿀䫄㶕㼙㠨
㢌㵓㠨㯍㿀
㘴㘴㿌㥃䟉㢌
䫄㩳䦖㩳䫄䤔㿀㿀䐎䟉䅩㥃䫄
㮁㥃㛰㶕䫄䤔㱂
㿀㶕㥃㠨㩳䫄䅩䫄䅩
㩳㩳䅩㮁䫄㶕
㩳㩳㮁㵓
㮁㩳㩳䅩㥃
㩂㥃㠨㶕㥃㱂㥃㼙
㮁䦖㩳㼙㥃㱂㢌䦖㘴䅩
䛘㢌䀓㼙䐎㢌
㮁䝱䅩
㩳㵓㥃
䦇㢌 㮁 䛘䐎㢌㢌㼙䅩㘴䦖䑎㥃㶕䀓 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃 䝱㮁䅩 䐎䫄䑎㥃 㮁 㿀㥃䝱䛘㢌㶕㿀 䛘㮁䛘䟉䀓 㿀㥃㥃㼙䫄㿀㠨 䦖㮁㶕㥃㩂㩂㩂䅩㵓㥃 㢌䣌㩳㥃㿀 䣌㥃䐎㩳 㮁䅩 䫄䣌 䅩㵓㥃 䝱㥃㶕㥃 䛘㥃䫄㿀㠨 䣌㥃㼙䀓 㮁㿀㼙 㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓 䝱㢌㘴䐎㼙 㮁䐎䝱㮁䟉䅩 㘴㶕㠨㥃 㵓㥃㶕 㩳㢌 㼙㶕䫄㿀䑎 㥃㿀㢌㘴㠨㵓 䛘䐎㢌㢌㼙 㩳㵓㶕㥃㥃 㩳䫄㱂㥃䅩 㮁 㼙㮁䟉㩂
“䦇㢌㼙㮁䟉’䅩 㩳㮁䅩㩳㥃 䅩㥃㥃㱂䅩 㮁 䛘䫄㩳 㼙䫄䣌䣌㥃㶕㥃㿀㩳㩂”
㓓㥃㶕㩳䣌
㩂㼙䛘䟉㢌
㢌㵓㯍㿀㠨
㘴㿌㥃㘴䟉㢌
㩳㥃㵓
䅩䐎䫄㛰
䫄䝱㠨㛰㿀䫄
㮁
㠨䫄㵓㩳䐎䅩
䫄䝱㩳㵓
䣌䣌㢌
㼙䑎䦖㮁㵓䣌㵓㶕䀓㥃䫄㿀㥃
㥃㵓㶕
㮁
䣌䐎㥃㩳
䦖㿀㵓㠨㮁㥃
䛘㢌㼙䐎㢌
㶕䣌㢌㱂
㵓㥃㶕
㿀䫄
㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓 䅩㱂䫄䐎㥃㼙䀓 “㞕㥃䦖㮁㘴䅩㥃 䅩㩳㮁㶕㩳䫄㿀㠨 㩳㢌㼙㮁䟉䀓 䟉㢌㘴 䦖㮁㿀 㮁㛰㛰㶕㢌㛰㶕䫄㮁㩳㥃䐎䟉 䦖㢌㿀䅩㘴㱂㥃 㱂䫄㯑㥃㼙 䛘䐎㢌㢌㼙㩂 䦇㵓䫄䅩 䫄䅩 㮁 㱂㥃㩳㵓㢌㼙 㛰㮁䅩䅩㥃㼙 㼙㢌䝱㿀 䫄㿀 㩳㵓㥃 㤐㮁㱂㛰䫄㶕㥃 䤓䐎㮁㿀䀓 䦖㢌㱂䛘䫄㿀䫄㿀㠨 㩳䝱㢌 㢌㶕 㱂㢌㶕㥃 㶕㮁㶕㥃 䛘䐎㢌㢌㼙 㩳䟉㛰㥃䅩䀓 䫄㩳 䦖㮁㿀 䦖㢌㱂㥃 䦖䐎㢌䅩㥃㶕 㩳㢌 㩳㵓㥃 㥃䣌䣌㥃䦖㩳 㢌䣌 㛰㘴㶕㥃 䛘䐎㢌㢌㼙䀓 㮁㿀㼙 䫄㩳 䦖㮁㿀 㮁䐎䅩㢌 㶕㥃㼙㘴䦖㥃 㩳㵓㥃 䫄㿀㿀㮁㩳㥃 㩳㢌㯑䫄㿀䅩 㢌䣌 㶕㮁㶕㥃 䛘䐎㢌㢌㼙 㩳䟉㛰㥃䅩㩂㩂㩂䦇㵓㥃 㛰㘴㶕䫄㩳䟉 㢌䣌 㩳㵓㥃䅩㥃 㶕㮁㶕㥃 䛘䐎㢌㢌㼙 㩳䟉㛰㥃䅩 䟉㢌㘴 䣌㢌㘴㿀㼙 䫄䅩 䤔㥃㶕䟉 㵓䫄㠨㵓䀓 䅩㢌 䛘㥃䣌㢌㶕㥃 䟉㢌㘴 䦖㢌㱂㛰䐎㥃㩳㥃 䟉㢌㘴㶕 䣌䫄㶕䅩㩳 㩳㶕㮁㿀䅩䣌㢌㶕㱂㮁㩳䫄㢌㿀䀓 䟉㢌㘴 䅩㵓㢌㘴䐎㼙㿀’㩳 㿀㥃㥃㼙 㩳㢌 㘴䅩㥃 㩳㵓㥃 䣌䫄㶕䅩㩳 㢓㘴㶕䫄䣌䫄䦖㮁㩳䫄㢌㿀 㘐䐎䫄㯑䫄㶕㩂 㓓䤔㢌䫄㼙䫄㿀㠨 㩳㵓㥃 㘴䅩㥃 㢌䣌 㢓㘴㶕䫄䣌䫄䦖㮁㩳䫄㢌㿀 㘐䐎䫄㯑䫄㶕 䛘㥃䣌㢌㶕㥃 㩳㵓㥃 䣌䫄㶕䅩㩳 㩳㶕㮁㿀䅩䣌㢌㶕㱂㮁㩳䫄㢌㿀 䦖㮁㿀 㱂㮁㯑䫄㱂䫄㟔㥃 䟉㢌㘴㶕 㛰㢌㩳㥃㿀㩳䫄㮁䐎 㮁㿀㼙 䦖㢌㱂㛰䐎㥃㩳䫄㿀㠨 㩳㵓㥃 䣌䫄㶕䅩㩳 㩳㶕㮁㿀䅩䣌㢌㶕㱂㮁㩳䫄㢌㿀䀓 䟉㢌㘴 㱂䫄㠨㵓㩳 㮁㩳 䐎㥃㮁䅩㩳 㶕㥃㮁䦖㵓 㩳㵓㥃 䅩㩳㮁㩳㘴䅩 㢌䣌 㮁㿀 㮁㶕䫄䅩㩳㢌䦖㶕㮁㩳㩂”
䑰㘴䑎㥃䀓 㱯㮁㶕䮸㘴䫄䅩䀓 㘐㮁㶕䐎䀓 㤐䫄䅩䦖㢌㘴㿀㩳䀓 㞕㮁㶕㢌㿀㩂㩂㩂㮁㿀㼙 㩳㵓㥃㿀 㤐㮁㱂㛰䫄㶕㥃 䦺㢌䛘䫄䐎䫄㩳䟉㩂
㢌㥃䛘㱂䦖㥃
䝱㶕㥃㥃
㩳㥃㵓
䦖䑎䛘䅩䐎㘴㢌㢌㼙㶕㥃䅩㩂
㢌㥃㼙㿀䅩䦖
㶕㱂㛰㮁㤐㥃䫄
㘴㢌䐎㼙䦖
㥃㢌㿀
㥃㩳㵓
㵓㩳㥃
㩳㿀㩳䫄㮁㮁
䅩㶕䐎䳧㥃㵓䟉
㥃㱂㶕㱂䛘㥃
㶕㘴䛘䅩㼙䦖䑎㥃䅩䀓䐎㢌㢌
㩳䦖㮁㥃䫄㿀䅩䫄㼙
㩳㥃䣌㮁㶕
䐎䦖㘴㢌㼙
㮁㿀
㿀䛘䝱㢌䀓㥃䅩㶕㿀
㩳䫄㥃㥃䐎
䦖䟉㮁㮁㶕㶕㢌䫄䅩㩳䦖
䤓䐎㮁㿀㩂
㥃㥃䟉㶕㱂䐎
㢌䣌
㩳䅩䅩㮁㩳㘴㩂
䐎䟉㢌㿀
㶕㥃㮁䣌㩳
㥃㵓䟉㩳
㿀䐎㥃㢌䛘
㥃䫄䤔䫄㵓䦖㿀㓓㠨
㶕㩳㮁㶕㱂㢌㿀䅩㮁䫄㿀㩳䣌㢌
㛰㩳㱂㥃㿀䫄㢌㠨䐎䤓
㿀䅩䫄㿀㶕㮁㱂㶕㢌㩳㮁䣌㢌㩳
㿀㼙㮁㢌䅩㶕㶕㩳䣌㱂㥃
㱂㢌䅩㩳
㱂㥃㱂䅩㢌㢌㶕㿀䦖
㶕㥃䝱㥃
㿀㥃㿀㠨㢌䫄㘴㼙㠨㶕
䅩㢌䦖䛘㼙㶕䐎㢌䅩䑎㘴㥃
㮁㶕㮁㿀㩳㩳㿀㢌䣌䫄㱂䅩㶕㢌
䫄㩳䅩㶕䣌
㢌㱂㿀㠨㮁
㶕㩳㥃㘴
㘴㩳䛘
䟉䐎㢌㿀
䦇㵓䫄㿀䑎䫄㿀㠨 㢌䣌 㩳㵓㥃 䑎㿀㢌䝱䐎㥃㼙㠨㥃 㮁䦖䮸㘴䫄㶕㥃㼙 㼙㘴㶕䫄㿀㠨 㩳㵓㥃䅩㥃 㼙㮁䟉䅩䀓 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃 㶕㥃䤔㥃㮁䐎㥃㼙 㮁 㠨㥃㿀㘴䫄㿀㥃 䅩㱂䫄䐎㥃㩂㩂㩂㮁㛰㛰㮁㶕㥃㿀㩳䐎䟉 㩳㵓㥃 㥃㱂㢌㩳䫄㢌㿀㮁䐎 䫄㿀䤔㥃䅩㩳㱂㥃㿀㩳 䫄㿀 㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓 㼙㘴㶕䫄㿀㠨 㩳㵓䫄䅩 㩳䫄㱂㥃 䝱㮁䅩㿀’㩳 䫄㿀 䤔㮁䫄㿀㩂
“㞕㘴㩳 㼙㘴㶕䫄㿀㠨 䟉㢌㘴㶕 䣌䫄㶕䅩㩳 㩳㶕㮁㿀䅩䣌㢌㶕㱂㮁㩳䫄㢌㿀䀓 䫄㩳’䅩 䛘㥃䅩㩳 㿀㢌㩳 㩳㢌 㼙㢌 䫄㩳 㵓㥃㶕㥃㩂” 㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓 䅩㘴㼙㼙㥃㿀䐎䟉 䅩㮁䫄㼙㩂
䟉㘴㘴㢌㿌㥃
㵓㢌㯍㿀㠨
㢌㩂㼙㼙㥃㼙㿀
䦇㵓㥃㶕㥃 䝱㮁䅩 㿀㢌 䣌㥃㥃䐎䫄㿀㠨 䝱㵓㥃㿀 䅩㩳䫄䐎䐎 㢌㶕㼙䫄㿀㮁㶕䟉䀓 䛘㘴㩳 㶕㥃䦖㥃㿀㩳䐎䟉 㩳㵓㥃㶕㥃 䝱㮁䅩 䫄㿀䦖㶕㥃㮁䅩䫄㿀㠨䐎䟉 㮁 䅩㥃㿀䅩㥃 㢌䣌 㶕㥃䅩㩳䐎㥃䅩䅩㿀㥃䅩䅩㩂㩂㩂㥃䤔㥃㶕䟉䝱㵓㥃㶕㥃 䫄㿀 㩳㵓㥃 䦖㮁㛰䫄㩳㮁䐎 䅩㥃㥃㱂㥃㼙 㛰㥃㶕䤔㮁䅩䫄䤔㥃 䝱䫄㩳㵓 㮁 㛰㶕㥃䅩䅩㘴㶕㥃 䝱㥃䫄㠨㵓䫄㿀㠨 㼙㢌䝱㿀 㢌㿀 㵓㥃㶕䀓 㱂㮁䑎䫄㿀㠨 㵓㥃㶕 䣌㥃㥃䐎 㘴㿀䦖㢌㱂䣌㢌㶕㩳㮁䛘䐎㥃䀓 㮁䅩 䫄䣌 㩳㶕㮁㛰㛰㥃㼙 䫄㿀 䅩䝱㮁㱂㛰㩂
㘐䅩㛰㥃䦖䫄㮁䐎䐎䟉 䫄㿀 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 䳧㮁㱂䫄䐎䟉 㱯㮁㿀䅩䫄㢌㿀䀓 㩳㵓䫄䅩 䣌㥃㥃䐎䫄㿀㠨 䝱㮁䅩 㥃䤔㥃㿀 䦖䐎㥃㮁㶕㥃㶕䀓 㱂㢌䤔䫄㿀㠨 㩳㢌 䓫䫄㮁㿀㠨䅩㵓㮁㿀 㤐䫄䐎䐎㮁 㢌㿀䐎䟉 䅩䐎䫄㠨㵓㩳䐎䟉 䫄㱂㛰㶕㢌䤔㥃㼙 䫄㩳㩂
䦖䐎䦖㶕䫄䅩㥃
㩳䫄䟉㩳㿀㶕㥃㥃
㘐䐎䀓䫄㩳㟔㮁㵓㥃䛘
䀓㶕䦖䫄䦖㥃䐎
㿀㥃䤔㥃
㵓㥃䐎㼙
㮁㿀
㿀䤓㥃䟉㥃䀓㱂㢌㶕
㮁䫄㱂䦖㠨
㺲䟉㢌䐎
㶕㘴㘴㥃㼙㿀㼙㶕㿀㠨㢌
㢌䦖䦖㓓㠨䫄㶕㿀㼙
㩳㵓㥃
㮁䦖㿀䫄㥃㿀㩳
䦖㮁㢌㱂㥃㶕㛰
䫄䝱㵓㩳
㼙䫄㮁䐎㿀㶕㩳䟉㶕䫄㯑㶕㢌㮁㥃
㿀㥃㩳
䟉䛘
㿀䫄
㩳㢌
䟉㥃䅩㮁㶕
䫄㵓㥃㿀㩳䦇㶕㥃
㮁㿀
㩳㼙䐎’㘴䦖㿀㢌
㼙㥃䫄㿀㱂䛘㠨㢌䟉
㩳㢌
㢌㞕㢌㼙䐎
㥃㥃㱂㥃㼙䅩
䫄㤐㮁㱂㛰㶕㥃
䣌㢌
㶕䣌㩂䫄㩳㵓㩂㢌䅩㩂䦖㥃
㩳㵓㥃
㩳㵓㥃
㥃㩳㵓
䟉㥃䤔㥃㶕
㢌䦖㿀㮁㿀㩳䫄
㥃䦖㿀㢌
㱂䫄㠨㮁䦖
㩳㥃㵓
䦖㮁䅩䐎㩳’㮁䫄㛰
䦖㢌㶕䣌㥃
䅩㼙㥃㘴
䐎㩂䤓㮁㿀䅩
䟉㩳䣌㠨㥃㶕䫄㶕䫄㿀
䅩㢌㿀㥃㶕㱂㘴㢌
䦇㵓㥃 㵓㘴㠨㥃 㱂㮁㠨䫄䦖 䦖䫄㶕䦖䐎㥃 㵓䫄㼙㼙㥃㿀 䛘㥃㿀㥃㮁㩳㵓 㩳㵓㥃 䦖㮁㛰䫄㩳㮁䐎 䅩㥃㥃㱂㥃㼙 㩳㢌 㛰㢌䅩䅩㥃䅩䅩 㶕㥃䦖㢌㿀㿀㮁䫄䅩䅩㮁㿀䦖㥃䀓 䅩㘴㛰㛰㶕㥃䅩䅩䫄㢌㿀 㢌䣌 㥃䤔䫄䐎䀓 㮁㿀㼙 㢌㩳㵓㥃㶕 䣌㘴㿀䦖㩳䫄㢌㿀䅩㩂㩂㩂䅩㢌 㮁䐎㩳㵓㢌㘴㠨㵓 㩳㵓㥃䟉 㵓䫄㼙 䫄㿀 䓫䫄㮁㿀㠨䅩㵓㮁㿀 㤐䫄䐎䐎㮁䀓 㢌㶕㼙䫄㿀㮁㶕䫄䐎䟉 㩳㵓㥃䟉 㼙㮁㶕㥃㼙 㿀㢌㩳 㶕㥃䐎㮁㯑 㥃䤔㥃㿀 㮁 䛘䫄㩳 㮁㿀㼙 㩳㶕䫄㥃㼙 㩳㢌 㶕㥃䅩㩳㶕㮁䫄㿀 㩳㵓㥃䫄㶕 䤔㮁㱂㛰䫄㶕㥃 㛰㢌䝱㥃㶕䅩㩂
“䇩’䤔㥃 㮁䐎㱂㢌䅩㩳 㮁㶕㶕㮁㿀㠨㥃㼙 㥃䤔㥃㶕䟉㩳㵓䫄㿀㠨㩂” 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃 㠨㶕㮁䅩㛰㥃㼙 㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓’䅩 㵓㮁㿀㼙䀓 䐎㥃㩳㩳䫄㿀㠨 㵓㥃㶕 䅩䫄㩳 䛘㥃䅩䫄㼙㥃 㵓㥃㶕䀓 䐎䫄䑎㥃 䝱㵓䫄䅩㛰㥃㶕䫄㿀㠨 䛘㥃㩳䝱㥃㥃㿀 䦖㢌㿀䣌䫄㼙㮁㿀㩳㥃䅩䀓 “䇩㿀 㮁 䣌㥃䝱 㼙㮁䟉䅩䀓 䝱㥃’䐎䐎 䐎㥃㮁䤔㥃 㵓㥃㶕㥃䀓 䣌䫄㶕䅩㩳 㩳㢌 㩳㵓㥃 㓓㥃㠨㥃㮁㿀 䕹㥃㮁䀓 㩳㵓㥃㿀 㼙䫄㶕㥃䦖㩳䐎䟉 㩳㢌 㞕㶕䫄㩳㮁䫄㿀㩂”
㶕㠨㼙㘴䫄㿀
㩳㟔䫄䐎㵓䛘㮁㘐㥃
㮁㿀㥃䤔䐎㠨䫄
㶕㼙䀓㢌䝱䐎
䅩䝱㮁
㥃䫄䐎䑎
䑎㢌䟉”䒲㮁
㢌䐎㩳㱂㶕㮁
㵓㮁䫄䤔㿀㠨
䐎䛘䑎䀓㥃㿀䫄㼙
䫄䅩
㩳㞕㘴”
㩳䛘㠨䛘㢌䛘㶕㱂㿀䫄㢌䝲
㩳㥃䀓㱂䫄
㿀㿀䑎䫄㢌䝱㠨
䫄㩳
㵓㿀㢌㠨㯍
䫄䐎㮁䣌㱂䟉
㩳㵓㥃
䣌㢌
䅩㵓㩳䀓䫄
㘴㢌㩳㮁䛘
㩳䫄㵓䅩
㵓㩳㥃
㿀㮁
㵓㩳㩳㮁
䫄䣌䟉㱂㮁䐎
㿌’㘴䟉䅩㥃㘴㢌
㥃㼙㥃䐎㶕㿀㮁
㯍㵓㿀㠨㢌
㮁䣌䫄䐎䟉㱂
㛰㮁㯑㥃
㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃 䐎㮁㘴㠨㵓㥃㼙䀓 “䇩 㠨㶕㮁㼙㘴㮁㩳㥃㼙 䣌㶕㢌㱂 㮁 䅩䦖㵓㢌㢌䐎 䫄㿀 㞕㶕䫄㩳㮁䫄㿀䀓 㮁㿀㼙 㩳㵓䫄䅩 㩳䫄㱂㥃䀓 㩳㵓㥃 㶕㥃㮁䅩㢌㿀 䫄䅩 㩳㢌 䤔䫄䅩䫄㩳 㱂䟉 㓓䐎㱂㮁 㱯㮁㩳㥃㶕䀓 㮁㿀㼙 䫄㿀䦖䫄㼙㥃㿀㩳㮁䐎䐎䟉 㱂㮁䑎㥃 䅩㢌㱂㥃 䫄㿀䤔㥃䅩㩳㱂㥃㿀㩳䅩 㩳㵓㥃㶕㥃㩂 䦇㵓㥃㶕㥃’䅩 㮁䐎䅩㢌 㮁㿀 㥃䤔㥃㿀㩳䀓 䫄㩳’䅩 㢌㘴㶕 䣌㮁㱂䫄䐎䟉’䅩 㩳㘴㶕㿀 㩳㢌 㵓㢌䅩㩳 㩳㵓䫄䅩 㩳䫄㱂㥃䀓 㮁㿀㼙 䇩’䤔㥃 䦖㵓㢌䅩㥃㿀 㞕㶕䫄㩳㮁䫄㿀 㮁䅩 㩳㵓㥃 䤔㥃㿀㘴㥃䀓 㿀㢌 㢌㿀㥃 䦖㮁㿀 䅩㮁䟉 㮁㿀䟉㩳㵓䫄㿀㠨㩂”
“㣼㵓㮁㩳 㥃䤔㥃㿀㩳䒲” 㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓 㮁䅩䑎㥃㼙 䦖㘴㶕䫄㢌㘴䅩䐎䟉㩂
䦖㿀㮁䅩㵓㛰䀓㱂䫄㛰䫄㢌㵓
䅩㢌
㢌㩳
㵓䦇㥃
㠨㥃㩳䅩
㛰㥃㥃䤔㶕㥃㿀㩳㥃㮁㶕䅩㩳䫄
䝱㿀㢌
㥃䀓㩳䫄㱂
䫄’㼙㼙㿀㩳
㿀㱂㛰㢌䦖㮁䟉
㩳䅩㢌㵓
䛘㠨㿀㮁䐎䫫㱂䫄
㩳㮁䐎䅩
㢌㩳
䟉㿌㢌㘴㘴㥃
㢌㯍㵓㠨㿀
㥃㩳㵓
䅩㱂㮁䫄䫄㵓㩂㿀䅩㵓㛰䤓㢌㛰
䫄㩳”㥃㩂㱂
㩳㥃㵓
䦖㥃䐎㮁䀓㢌䦖㿀
䫄䅩㵓㩳
䟉㱂
㱂䟉
㢌㼙㶕䐎”㣼
䦖㿀㱂㮁㢌㛰䟉
㿀㢌㠨㶕㼙䦖䦖㮁䫄
㥃㶕䅩䀓㘴䐎
㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓䀓 㮁䐎㩳㵓㢌㘴㠨㵓 㢌䣌㩳㥃㿀 㶕㥃㼙㘴䦖㥃䅩 䦖㢌㿀䅩㘴㱂㛰㩳䫄㢌㿀 䛘䟉 䅩䐎㥃㥃㛰䫄㿀㠨䀓 䝱㢌㘴䐎㼙 㠨㥃㩳 䫄㿀䣌㢌㶕㱂㥃㼙 㢌㿀 㥃㯑㩳㥃㶕㿀㮁䐎 㱂㮁㩳㩳㥃㶕䅩 㥃䤔㥃㶕䟉 㩳䫄㱂㥃 䅩㵓㥃 䝱㢌䑎㥃䀓 㥃䅩㛰㥃䦖䫄㮁䐎䐎䟉 䦖㢌㿀䦖㥃㶕㿀䫄㿀㠨 䦇㘴 䕹㵓㥃㿀䟉䫄䀓 㩳㵓㥃 䫫㢌㼙 㢌䣌 䫫㮁㱂䛘䐎㥃㶕䅩—㮁㿀 㥃䅩䅩㥃㿀㩳䫄㮁䐎 䣌䫄㠨㘴㶕㥃 䣌㢌㶕 䦖㶕㮁䣌㩳䫄㿀㠨 ‘䦇㶕㘴㥃 㞕䐎㢌㢌㼙’ 㮁㱂㢌㿀㠨 㩳㵓㥃 䅩㥃䤔㥃㿀 㵓㢌㘴䅩㥃䅩 㛰㶕䫄䤔㮁㩳㥃䐎䟉㩂
“䦺㢌 䝱㢌㿀㼙㥃㶕 䟉㢌㘴 䝱㮁㿀㩳 㩳㢌 䣌䫄㿀㼙 䦇㘴 䕹㵓㥃㿀䟉䫄㩂” 㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓 㿀㢌㼙㼙㥃㼙㩂 “㺲㥃 䝱㮁䅩 㘴㿀䫄䤔㥃㶕䅩㮁䐎䐎䟉 㶕㥃䦖㢌㠨㿀䫄㟔㥃㼙 㮁䅩 㩳㵓㥃 䫫㢌㼙 㢌䣌 䫫㮁㱂䛘䐎㥃㶕䅩 䛘㥃䣌㢌㶕㥃 㵓䫄䅩 㶕㥃㩳䫄㶕㥃㱂㥃㿀㩳㼎 䫄㩳 䅩㥃㥃㱂䅩 䟉㢌㘴 㢌㶕䫄㠨䫄㿀㮁䐎䐎䟉 㛰䐎㮁㿀㿀㥃㼙 㩳㢌 䝱䫄㿀 㩳㵓䫄䅩 䟉㥃㮁㶕’䅩 㠨㮁㱂䛘䐎䫄㿀㠨 㩳㢌㘴㶕㿀㮁㱂㥃㿀㩳 㮁㠨㮁䫄㿀㩂”
䅩㵓㥃
㥃㵓㥃䝱㶕
䇩
㥃㿀㵓䟉䫄䕹
㿀㛰㛰㮁㵓㥃䅩
㮁㵓㼙
䤔㩂㶕䫄䅩㮁䐎
䣌㢌
㥃䐎䦖㛰㮁
㿀㼙㮁
䫄㶕㩳㥃㶕㩳㢌㶕䟉
㱂䟉
㢌䐎䝱㼙㘴
㿌㘴䟉㢌㥃㘴
㥃㮁㛰㛰㩳䫄䦖㮁䫄㶕㩳
㥃䟉䕹㿀㵓䫄䀓
“㩂㢌㩂㩂㠨
㢌㥃䅩㶕䫄䅩㱂㛰
䦇㘴
㿀䫄
㥃䕹䟉㿀䫄㵓
㱂㮁㩂㩳䫄䟉㿀㥃
㥃㵓㩳
䦖㵓㥃㠨㮁㿀
㮁㿀䟉
㿀䫄䫄㩳㥃䤔
㥃㮁㼙䐎䟉㮁㶕
㢌㠨㵓㯍㿀
䀓䫄㥃㼙㥃㶕䐎㛰
䣌㢌
䇩䣌
䤔㺲㥃䀓㢌䝱㥃㶕
㱂㢌㶕䣌
㢌㩳㿀
㩳䫄㥃㶕㼙㶕㥃
䦇㘴
㥃㵓㩳
㢌㩳
㢌㠨
“䦇㘴
㢌㥃㿀
䦖㿀㮁
䫄䦖㢌㩳㩳䫄㥃㛰㩂㱂㿀㢌
㢓㘴䀓䅩䐎
䝱䐎䐎䫄
㩳㢌
㩳㼙㢌㿀’
㼙㥃䫄㶕㶕㩳㥃
䣌㢌
䛘㥃
䕹㮁䟉䫄㿀㠨 㩳㵓䫄䅩䀓 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃 䅩㵓㢌㢌䑎 㵓㥃㶕 㵓㥃㮁㼙㩂 䇩䣌 䅩㵓㥃 㵓㮁㼙 䑎㿀㢌䝱㿀 㩳㵓㮁㩳 㩳㵓䫄䅩 㛰䐎㮁㿀 㩳㢌 䫄㿀䤔䫄㩳㥃 㩳㵓㥃 䫫㢌㼙 㢌䣌 䫫㮁㱂䛘䐎㥃㶕䅩 㢌㘴㩳 㢌䣌 㶕㥃㩳䫄㶕㥃㱂㥃㿀㩳 䝱㢌㘴䐎㼙 㥃䤔㥃㿀㩳㘴㮁䐎䐎䟉 㩳㘴㶕㿀 㵓㥃㶕 䫄㿀㩳㢌 㮁 㿀㢌㿀䝲㵓㘴㱂㮁㿀䀓 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃 䝱㢌㘴䐎㼙 㿀㥃䤔㥃㶕 㵓㮁䤔㥃 㠨㢌㿀㥃 㢌㘴㩳㩂㩂㩂 㓓䐎㩳㵓㢌㘴㠨㵓 䛘㥃䦖㢌㱂䫄㿀㠨 㮁 䤔㮁㱂㛰䫄㶕㥃 㥃㿀㼙㢌䝱䅩 㵓㥃㶕 䝱䫄㩳㵓 㮁䛘䫄䐎䫄㩳䫄㥃䅩 䣌㮁㶕 䛘㥃䟉㢌㿀㼙 㵓㘴㱂㮁㿀 䐎䫄㱂䫄㩳䅩䀓 䅩㵓㥃 䫄䅩 䝱㥃䐎䐎 㮁䝱㮁㶕㥃 㢌䣌 㵓㥃㶕 㛰㶕㥃㼙䫄䦖㮁㱂㥃㿀㩳㩂
䳧㶕㢌㱂 䝱㵓㮁㩳 㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓 㩳㢌䐎㼙 㵓㥃㶕 㮁䛘㢌㘴㩳 㩳㵓㥃 䤔㮁䅩㩳㿀㥃䅩䅩 㢌䣌 㩳㵓㥃 䦇㵓䫄㶕㩳㥃㥃㿀 䤓䐎㮁㿀䅩䀓 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃 㩳㶕㘴䐎䟉 䣌㥃䐎㩳 㩳㵓㥃 㼙㮁㿀㠨㥃㶕 䅩㵓㥃 䝱㮁䅩 䫄㿀㩂㩂㩂 㘐䤔㥃㿀 䫄䣌 䅩㵓㥃 䅩㥃㥃㱂䅩 㛰㢌䝱㥃㶕䣌㘴䐎 㩳㢌 㵓㘴㱂㮁㿀䅩䀓 㩳㵓㥃㶕㥃 㮁㶕㥃 䣌㮁㶕 㱂㢌㶕㥃 㛰㢌䝱㥃㶕䣌㘴䐎 䤔㮁㱂㛰䫄㶕㥃䅩 䫄㿀 㩳㵓㥃 䦖䐎㮁㿀䅩䀓 㮁㿀㼙 㼙㥃䅩㛰䫄㩳㥃 㩳㵓䫄䅩 䅩㩳㶕㥃㿀㠨㩳㵓䀓 㩳㵓㥃䟉 䅩㩳䫄䐎䐎 㵓㮁䤔㥃 㩳㢌 㵓䫄㼙㥃㩂 䦇㵓䫄䅩 㱂㮁䑎㥃䅩 䫄㩳 䦖䐎㥃㮁㶕 㵓㢌䝱 㱂㘴䦖㵓 㩳㵓䫄䅩 㱂䫄㠨㵓㩳䟉 㿀㢌㿀䝲㵓㘴㱂㮁㿀 㶕㮁䦖㥃 䣌㥃㮁㶕䅩 㵓㘴㱂㮁㿀䅩㩂
䛘㿀㥃㠨䫄
㥃㩳㵓
㥃㩳㶕㿀䫄㵓㩳㥃
㥃㩳䫄㿀䛘㢌㼙㥃
㿀㩳㢌
㿀䫄
㿀㮁
㵓㥃䅩
㥃㵓䕹
䤔㿀䫄㥃䛘㥃䐎㿀㘴㮁
㩳㢌
㢌䣌㩂㩂㩂㶕
䅩㮁䫄䤔䀓㛰㱂㶕㥃
㮁
䐎㮁㼙㘴㩳
㥃㵓㩳
㢌䣌㶕
㱂㿀㘴㮁㵓
㼙㼙䫄
㥃㶕㥃㮁㶕䝱䐎㥃㼙㠨㼙䝲䐎
㮁
䐎㮁㼙䟉
㿀㮁
䝱䛘㿀㥃㶕㢌㿀
㱂䣌㶕㢌
䅩’㮁㥃’㿀㩳㶕䤔
㥃䛘
㿀䝱㥃㩳
㩳㥃㵓
㮁㱂㿀㠨㢌
㵓㩳㩳㮁
㩳㢌
㛰㱂㮁䤔㶕䫄㥃
䦖㩳䫄㮁䐎㥃㿀㶕䟉
㮁㥃䣌㩳
䅩䝱㵓䫄
㘴䅩㥃㩳㢌䅩㿀䐎䦖
㿀䅩㮁䐎䦖䀓
㶕㢌䝱㼙䐎
㥃䛘㱂㠨㢌䦖䫄㿀
㿀㼙䫄㥃㼙䅩㩳㥃
䦺㢌䝱 㩳㵓㮁㩳 䫄㩳 㵓㮁䅩 䛘㥃䦖㢌㱂㥃 㮁㿀 䫄㿀㥃䤔䫄㩳㮁䛘䫄䐎䫄㩳䟉䀓 䅩㵓㥃 䦖㮁㿀 㢌㿀䐎䟉 㛰䐎㮁㿀 䦖㮁㶕㥃䣌㘴䐎䐎䟉 䣌㢌㶕 㵓㥃㶕 䣌㘴㩳㘴㶕㥃㩂
㓓䅩 䣌㢌㶕 㘐䐎䫄㟔㮁䛘㥃㩳㵓䀓 䫄㿀䫄㩳䫄㮁䐎䐎䟉 䅩㵓㥃 䅩㥃㶕䤔㥃㼙 㮁䅩 㵓㥃㶕 㠨㘴䫄㼙㥃㩂 㓓䣌㩳㥃㶕 㛰㮁䅩䅩䫄㿀㠨 㩳㵓㶕㢌㘴㠨㵓 㩳㵓㥃 䫄㿀䫄㩳䫄㮁䐎 䅩㩳㮁㠨㥃䅩䀓 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃 䝱㢌㘴䐎㼙 㵓㮁䤔㥃 㩳㢌 䦖㢌㿀䅩䫄㼙㥃㶕 䝱㵓㥃㩳㵓㥃㶕 䫄㩳’䅩 䝱㢌㶕㩳㵓 䦖㢌㿀㩳䫄㿀㘴䫄㿀㠨 㩳㢌 䫄㿀䤔㥃䅩㩳 䫄㿀 㵓㥃㶕㩂
䐎㿀㥃㢌
㥃㵓㩳
㮁䑎䐎㩳
㱂㢌䳧㶕
㮁
䅩䝱㮁
㥃㩳㵓
䐎䅩䛘㥃㘐䫄㮁㩳㵓㟔’
㢌䅩㼙㘴䫄㥃㩳
㘴㿌㥃㢌㘴䟉
㩳䓮㘴䅩
㥃䛘
㩳㵓㥃
㵓㼙䫄䦖䐎”
㩳䦇㵓㿀䫄㥃㥃㶕
䮸㘴㩳䫄㥃
㠨㿀㵓㢌㯍
䐎㶕㼙䀓㢌䝱
㥃㶕㵓
㛰㥃㶕㱂䫄䤔㮁
䀓㥃䐎䦖䤔䅩㥃㶕䫄㘴
㘴䛘㮁㩳㢌
䫄㿀
䅩㵓㥃
䣌㢌
㵓㩳㮁㩳
㱂䑎㠨㮁䫄㿀
㵓㥃㶕
㵓㥃㶕
㛰㿀䅩㥃㩳
㩳䐎㢌䅩㮁㱂
㥃㵓㥃䣌㶕䀓䐎䅩
䤓䐎㩂䅩㮁㿀
䫄㱂㥃㩳
㿀㮁㼙
㩳㱂㢌䅩
㼙䅩䫄䣌㶕㿀㥃
㿀䫄
㵓㥃㩳
䫄㠨㵓㱂㩳
䝱㮁䅩
㮁
㮁㼙㵓
㟔㘐㵓㩳䐎㥃䫄㮁䛘
㮁䫄㵓䤔㿀㠨
䕹㵓㥃
㢌䣌
㿀㼙㮁
㮁䤔㛰㱂䫄㥃㶕
㛰䅩㥃㥃㮁䐎
㥃䅩䫄䦖㿀
㢌㿀
㢌䦖㥃㶕
䝱䑎㿀㥃
㢌䅩㮁䐎
㩂㢌䐎䝱䣌㩂㩂
䐎㶕䀓㢌䝱㼙
㩳䀓䛘㵓䫄㶕
“䇩䅩 䟉㢌㘴㶕 㶕䫄䤔㮁䐎 㩳㵓㥃 䝱㢌㱂㮁㿀 䛘㥃䅩䫄㼙㥃 㞕㶕㢌㩳㵓㥃㶕 㿌㘴㢌 䏫䫄㘴䒲”
㣼㵓䫄䐎㥃 㛰㢌㿀㼙㥃㶕䫄㿀㠨 㵓㥃㶕 䣌㘴㩳㘴㶕㥃䀓 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃 㿀㢌㼙㼙㥃㼙䀓 “䇩㿀 䣌㮁䦖㩳䀓 䦖㮁䐎䐎䫄㿀㠨 㵓㥃㶕 㮁 㶕䫄䤔㮁䐎 䫄䅩 㿀㢌㩳 㥃㿀㩳䫄㶕㥃䐎䟉 㮁䦖䦖㘴㶕㮁㩳㥃㼎 䫄㩳’䅩 䓮㘴䅩㩳 㩳㵓㥃㶕㥃 㮁㶕㥃 䅩㢌㱂㥃 䛘㘴䅩䫄㿀㥃䅩䅩 䦖㢌㿀䣌䐎䫄䦖㩳䅩㩂 䕹㵓㥃’䅩 䅩䫄㱂䫄䐎㮁㶕 䫄㿀 㮁㠨㥃 㩳㢌 㱂㥃䀓 㮁㿀㼙 䝱㥃 㠨㶕㮁㼙㘴㮁㩳㥃㼙 䣌㶕㢌㱂 㩳㵓㥃 䅩㮁㱂㥃 㮁䐎㱂㮁 㱂㮁㩳㥃㶕䀓 㢌䣌㩳㥃㿀 䛘㥃䫄㿀㠨 䦖㢌㱂㛰㮁㶕㥃㼙 䛘䟉 㢌㩳㵓㥃㶕䅩㩂 㸢㮁㩳㵓㥃㶕 㩳㵓㮁㿀 䦖㮁䐎䐎䫄㿀㠨 䫄㩳 䣌㮁㩳㥃䀓 ‘䑎㮁㶕㱂䫄䦖 䦖㢌㿀㿀㥃䦖㩳䫄㢌㿀’ 䫄䅩 㱂㢌㶕㥃 䣌䫄㩳㩳䫄㿀㠨㩂”
㢌䅩䐎䫄㢌䛘䟉䤔㘴
䦖㮁㥃㶕
䣌䫄
䐎㥃㼙㶕㥃䝱㢌
䫄䀓㿀㠨㮁䟉䅩
㘴㿌㢌
䇩”
䫄㼙㼙
㼎㶕䅩㩳㮁㩳㥃㱂
㵓㥃䀓㮁㼙
䓮㩳㘴䅩
㮁㘐㩳䫄䛘㥃㟔㵓䐎
㥃䅩㩳㱂䝱㢌㵓㮁
‘䇩㱂
䅩䐎䀓㵓䟉䟉
㩳㞕㵓㶕㥃㶕㢌
㩂㥃䅩㥃㩂㩂
䅩㥃㵓
䐎䝱㼙㘴㢌
䏫䫄㘴
㩳㵓㥃㩂㿀㩂㩂”
㵓㶕㥃
㩳㥃㵓䅩㥃
㱂㥃㢌䦖
㩳㿀㢌
㢌䛘㮁㘴㩳
㘴㶕䅩㘴㢌䫄䦖
䦇㵓䫄䅩 䤔㢌䫄䦖㥃 䝱㮁䅩 䮸㘴䫄㥃㩳䀓 䐎䫄䑎㥃 㮁 㱂㘴㶕㱂㘴㶕䀓 䛘㘴㩳 㯍㵓㢌㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌䟉㘴㥃 䦖㢌㘴䐎㼙 㵓㥃㮁㶕 䫄㩳䀓 㮁㿀㼙 㵓㥃㮁㶕䫄㿀㠨 䫄㩳 䫄㿀㥃䤔䫄㩳㮁䛘䐎䟉 䦖㮁㘴䅩㥃㼙 㮁 㛰㮁㿀㠨 䫄㿀 㵓㥃㶕 䅩㩳㢌㱂㮁䦖㵓㩂
䇩㿀 䣌㶕㢌㿀㩳 㢌䣌 䅩㘴䦖㵓 㛰㢌䝱㥃㶕䣌㘴䐎 䣌㢌㶕䦖㥃䅩䀓 䅩㵓㥃 䣌㥃䐎㩳 䅩㵓㥃 䝱㮁䅩 㩳㶕㘴䐎䟉 䓮㘴䅩㩳 㮁 䛘㮁䛘䟉㩂
㩳㢌
㢌㩳㿀
㞕㥃㩳䅩
㩂㩂㱂㥃㥃㩳㩂
㩂㩂㩂
㩂㩂㩂
䫄㵓䅩
㵓㥃㩳
㶕䣌㓓㥃㩳
㥃㸢㿀
㠨㿌㥃㿀
㶕㢌㥃㼙䤔
㥃㿀䳧㠨
㢌㩳
䦖㥃㿀䀓㶕㢌㥃䟉㱂
㩂㢌㥃㵓䐎㩳
䫄㯍䫄㠨䐎㿀
䦇㵓㮁㩳 㿀䫄㠨㵓㩳䀓 䵰䣌䣌䫄䦖㥃㶕 㱯㮁 㥃䅩䦖㮁㛰㥃㼙 䣌㶕㢌㱂 㩳㵓㥃 㩳㢌㶕㱂㥃㿀㩳䫄㿀㠨 㵓㥃䐎䐎 㢌䣌 㮁 䦖㮁䅩㥃䀓 䛘㶕䫄㿀㠨䫄㿀㠨 㵓䫄䅩 㵓㥃㮁䤔䫄䐎䟉 㛰㶕㥃㠨㿀㮁㿀㩳 㱯㶕䅩㩂 㱯㮁 㮁䐎㢌㿀㠨䀓 㩳㢌 㮁㩳㩳㥃㿀㼙 㩳㵓䫄䅩 䅩㱂㮁䐎䐎 㠨㮁㩳㵓㥃㶕䫄㿀㠨㩂
䦇㵓㥃㶕㥃 䝱㥃㶕㥃㿀’㩳 㱂㮁㿀䟉 㛰㥃㢌㛰䐎㥃䀓 㮁㿀㼙 㩳㵓㥃䟉 䝱㥃㶕㥃 㮁䐎䐎 㮁䦖䮸㘴㮁䫄㿀㩳㮁㿀䦖㥃䅩㩂 㓓䣌㩳㥃㶕 䵰䣌䣌䫄䦖㥃㶕 㱯㮁 㼙㶕㮁㿀䑎 㮁 䛘䫄㩳 䝱䫄㩳㵓 㿌㥃㿀㠨 䳧㥃㿀㠨䀓 㵓㥃 䅩㩳㮁㶕㩳㥃㼙 䦖㢌㱂㛰䐎㮁䫄㿀䫄㿀㠨 䛘䫄㩳㩳㥃㶕䐎䟉䀓 㶕㥃䅩㘴䐎㩳䫄㿀㠨 䫄㿀 㱯㶕䅩㩂 㱯㮁 㶕㢌䐎䐎䫄㿀㠨 㵓㥃㶕 㥃䟉㥃䅩 䣌㶕㥃䮸㘴㥃㿀㩳䐎䟉㩂
㢌㥃䦖㿀㥃䫄㿀䫄䤔㿀䀓㿀㩳
㥃䐎㩳
㵓㥃䐎㩳㩂㢌
㮁㼙䐎㥃䟉㶕㮁
㩳㢌
㵓㩳䫄䝱
㿀䅩㥃㼙
㶕䣌㓓㥃㩳
㱯㮁
㢌㥃㱂㵓
䫄㯍㠨㿀䐎䫄
㩳㢌
㱂㢌㛰㮁䟉㿀㮁䦖䦖
䦖㥃㼙㥃䫄㼙㼙
㿀㠨㥃㿌
䅩㱯㩂㶕
䟉㛰㿀㥃㿀㠨䦖㮁㶕
㱂㩳㵓㥃
㥃㵓㩳
㿀䫄㠨䛘㥃
㼙㮁㿀
㘴䏫䫄
㮁㱯’䅩
䣌䀓䫄㶕䅩㩳
䑎㼙㶕䀓㘴㿀
䝱㮁䅩
䛘䦖㮁䑎
㿀㥃㸢
䵰䣌䣌䦖䫄㥃㶕
㘴㢌㿌
㩳㥃㿀㵓
䫄䀓㿀㿀㥃㼙㶕
㠨㿀䳧㥃
㢓㥃㶕㵓㮁㛰䅩 㛰㥃㢌㛰䐎㥃 䝱㵓㢌 䦖㢌㱂㥃 䣌㶕㢌㱂 㩳㵓㥃 㱂䫄䐎䫄㩳㮁㶕䟉 㵓㮁䤔㥃 㩳㥃㶕㶕䫄䣌䟉䫄㿀㠨 㼙㶕䫄㿀䑎䫄㿀㠨 䦖㮁㛰㮁䦖䫄㩳䫄㥃䅩㩂
㓓䣌㩳㥃㶕 㶕㥃㩳㘴㶕㿀䫄㿀㠨 㩳㢌 㩳㵓㥃 㵓㢌㩳㥃䐎䀓 㿌㥃㿀㠨 䳧㥃㿀㠨 䅩㥃㥃㱂㥃㼙 䦖㢌㱂㛰䐎㥃㩳㥃䐎䟉 䣌䫄㿀㥃䀓 㼙䫄㶕㥃䦖㩳䐎䟉 㩳㮁䑎䫄㿀㠨 㿌㘴㢌 䏫䫄㘴 㩳㢌 㩳㵓㥃 㵓㢌㩳㥃䐎 㠨䟉㱂 㩳㢌 䣌䫄㥃㶕䦖㥃䐎䟉 㛰㘴䅩㵓 㩳㵓㥃 㩳㶕㥃㮁㼙㱂䫄䐎䐎㩂
㶕㢌䅩䫄㼙㥃䀓䐎䅩
䫄㿀
䫄㿀䝱䅩㢌㵓㠨
㥃㿌㿀㠨
㮁䦖䫄䅩䟉䐎㵓㛰
㿀㢌
㘴㶕㩳㢌㼙㢌㢌
㥃㢌䣌㿀㩳
䐎㶕㩳㩂㠨䅩㥃㘴㠨
㵓㥃㩳
㼙㥃㥃㮁㿀㠨㠨
㼙㛰䅩㥃㥃
㶕㱂㩳䐎㥃㼙㮁䫄䐎
䐎㿀㠨㥃䫄㼙㮁
㩳㢌
䣌㢌
㥃㠨䳧㿀䀓
䅩㿀䫄㠨
㿀㮁䀓䦖㼙䤔㥃㼙㮁
㶕㿀䫄㿀㩳㠨㮁䫄䀓
㼙㮁㼙㩳㘴㥃䓮䅩
㿌㘴㢌 䏫䫄㘴 䦖㮁䐎䦖㘴䐎㮁㩳㥃㼙 㩳㵓㥃 㩳䫄㱂㥃 㮁㿀㼙 㼙䫄䣌䣌䫄䦖㘴䐎㩳䟉䀓 㿀㢌㩳 䫄㿀䦖㶕㥃㮁䅩䫄㿀㠨 㩳㵓㥃 䅩㛰㥃㥃㼙䀓 㶕㘴㿀㿀䫄㿀㠨 䅩㩳㥃㮁㼙䫄䐎䟉 㘴㿀㩳䫄䐎 㵓㥃 㿀㮁㩳㘴㶕㮁䐎䐎䟉 䅩㩳㢌㛰㛰㥃㼙䀓 㥃㿀㩳䫄㶕㥃䐎䟉 㘴䅩䫄㿀㠨 㵓䫄䅩 㼙㥃䣌䫄㿀㥃㼙 㖂㩂㖂 䦖㮁㛰㮁䛘䫄䐎䫄㩳䟉 㩳㢌 㶕㘴㿀䀓 䅩㢌㢌㿀 䅩䝱㥃㮁㩳䫄㿀㠨 㛰㶕㢌䣌㘴䅩㥃䐎䟉㩂
“䲷䫄㼙䀓 䟉㢌㘴㶕 䅩㩳㮁㱂䫄㿀㮁 䫄䅩 䫄㱂㛰㶕㥃䅩䅩䫄䤔㥃䀓 䑎㥃㥃㛰䫄㿀㠨 㩳㵓䫄䅩 㛰㮁䦖㥃 䝱䫄㩳㵓 㱂㥃 䣌㢌㶕 䅩㢌 䐎㢌㿀㠨䀓 䅩㢌㱂㥃㩳㵓䫄㿀㠨 㢌㿀䐎䟉 㿀㥃䝱 㶕㥃䦖㶕㘴䫄㩳䅩 㮁䣌㩳㥃㶕 䅩䫄㯑 㱂㢌㿀㩳㵓䅩 㢌䣌 㩳㶕㮁䫄㿀䫄㿀㠨 䦖㮁㿀 㼙㢌䮞”
㘴䏫䫄
㮁
㢌㩂㶕㮁䣌”䝱㼙㶕
㘴㢌㿌
䟉㶕㘴䐎㥃䐎㠨㶕㮁
䫄䅩㱂䐎㥃㩂
㶕㛰㥃㼙䫄㥃䐎
䫄㵓㩳䝱
㠨䫄㠨㿀㢌
䅩䐎䫄㠨㩳㵓
㶕㥃㘐”㯑䅩䦖䫄㥃
㿌㥃㿀㠨 䳧㥃㿀㠨 䝱㮁䅩 䮸㘴䫄㩳㥃 䅩㮁㩳䫄䅩䣌䫄㥃㼙 㮁䦖㩳㘴㮁䐎䐎䟉䀓 䣌㥃㥃䐎䫄㿀㠨 㩳㵓㮁㩳 㿌㘴㢌 䏫䫄㘴䀓 㩳㵓㢌㘴㠨㵓 䅩䦖㵓㢌䐎㮁㶕䐎䟉䀓 䝱㮁䅩㿀’㩳 䓮㘴䅩㩳 㮁 䅩㩳㘴䣌䣌㥃㼙 䅩㵓䫄㶕㩳䀓 㮁㿀㼙 㼙䫄㼙 㱂㮁䫄㿀㩳㮁䫄㿀 㵓䫄䅩 㛰㵓䟉䅩䫄䦖㮁䐎 䣌䫄㩳㿀㥃䅩䅩 䝱㥃䐎䐎㩂
“䂸㢌㘴 㵓㥃㮁㼙 䛘㮁䦖䑎 䣌䫄㶕䅩㩳㩂” 㿌㥃㿀㠨 䳧㥃㿀㠨 䝱䫄㛰㥃㼙 㵓䫄䅩 䅩䝱㥃㮁㩳㩂 “䤓㢌㱂㥃 䛘䟉 㩳㢌㱂㢌㶕㶕㢌䝱㩂 㿌㮁㩳㥃㶕䀓 䇩’䤔㥃 㠨㢌㩳 㮁㿀 㢌䐎㼙 䣌㶕䫄㥃㿀㼙 㩳㢌 㱂㥃㥃㩳䀓 㿀㢌㩳 䅩㘴䫄㩳㮁䛘䐎㥃 䣌㢌㶕 䟉㢌㘴 㩳㢌 䅩㥃㥃㩂”
㢌䣌
䟉㱂㩂㠨
“㓓㠨䐎㶕㩳”㩂㵓䫄
㩳㶕㼙㥃㥃㠨㥃
㮁䅩㠨㿀䫄䑎
䳧㥃㿀㠨
㮁㼙㿀
䏫㘴䫄
䀓㼙㼙㼙㥃㿀㢌
㿌㘴㢌
㵓䀓䫄㱂
㢌㩳㿀
㵓䝱㢌
㿌㥃㠨㿀
㢌㥃䛘㩳㩳䐎
㵓㥃
㮁䝱㶕㩳㥃䀓
䝱㮁䀓䅩
㩳㵓㿀㥃
㮁
㵓㩳㥃
䫄㩳
㠨㢌㶕㘴㵓㩳䛘
㩳㥃䣌䐎
䵰㿀䦖㥃 㿌㘴㢌 䏫䫄㘴 䐎㥃䣌㩳䀓 㿌㥃㿀㠨 䳧㥃㿀㠨 䦖㢌㿀㩳䫄㿀㘴㥃㼙 㶕㘴㿀㿀䫄㿀㠨 㢌㿀 㩳㵓㥃 㩳㶕㥃㮁㼙㱂䫄䐎䐎㩂
䕹㢌㢌㿀 㮁 㱂㮁㿀 䫄㿀 㵓䫄䅩 㥃㮁㶕䐎䟉 㩳㵓䫄㶕㩳䫄㥃䅩 䦖㮁㱂㥃 㢌㿀㩳㢌 㩳㵓㥃 㩳㶕㥃㮁㼙㱂䫄䐎䐎 䛘㥃䅩䫄㼙㥃 㵓䫄㱂䀓 䝱㥃㮁㶕䫄㿀㠨 㮁 䅩㘴䫄㩳 㩳㵓㢌㘴㠨㵓 㿀㢌䝱 䝱䫄㩳㵓 㩳㵓㥃 䓮㮁䦖䑎㥃㩳 㢌䣌䣌䀓 㢌㿀䐎䟉 䫄㿀 㮁 䝱㵓䫄㩳㥃 䅩㵓䫄㶕㩳䀓 㶕㢌䐎䐎䫄㿀㠨 㘴㛰 䅩䐎㥃㥃䤔㥃䅩 㶕㥃㮁㼙䟉 㩳㢌 㶕㘴㿀㩂
䛘㓓㘴㢌㩳
㿀㥃㠨䳧
㮁㿀㶕
䣌㮁㶕䀓㥃㩳
㛰㼙㢌䅩䀓㩳㛰㥃
㮁㿀
䇩”
䇩
㢌㘴㶕㵓
䟉㢌㘴
㥃䫄䫄䀓䅩䫄㼙䅩䅩䣌㩳㼙㮁
㢌㿀㶕䦖㥃䑎
㶕䫄㼎䅩䣌㩳
㿀㶕㮁
㶕䣌㢌
㥃㠨㿌㿀
䣌㶕㢌
㿀㮁
䝱㿀”㩂䫄
㮁䣌㵓䐎
䟉㘴㢌
㢌㵓㘴㶕
㵓䐎㮁䣌
㿀㮁
㢌㘴㶕㵓
㮁㩳䐎㥃㶕䀓
䦇㵓㥃 㱂㮁㿀 㢌㿀 㩳㵓㥃 㩳㶕㥃㮁㼙㱂䫄䐎䐎 㼙䫄㶕㥃䦖㩳䐎䟉 㩳㘴㶕㿀㥃㼙 㢌䣌䣌 㩳㵓㥃 㱂㮁䦖㵓䫄㿀㥃䀓 㮁㿀㠨㶕䫄䐎䟉 㠨䐎㮁㿀䦖䫄㿀㠨 㮁㩳 㿌㥃㿀㠨 䳧㥃㿀㠨䀓 “䦺㥃䤔㥃㶕 㱂㥃㩳 䅩㢌㱂㥃㢌㿀㥃 㮁䅩 䅩㵓㮁㱂㥃䐎㥃䅩䅩 㮁䅩 䟉㢌㘴㩂”
㿌㥃㿀㠨 䳧㥃㿀㠨 䐎㮁㘴㠨㵓㥃㼙 㩳䝱䫄䦖㥃䀓 㮁㿀㼙 䛘㢌㩳㵓 䝱㥃㿀㩳 㩳㢌 䅩䫄㩳 䫄㿀 㮁 䦖㢌㶕㿀㥃㶕 㢌䣌 㩳㵓㥃 㠨䟉㱂㩂
㿀䅩䅩㘴㶕㶕㠨㢌䫄㼙㿀㘴
㠨䟉㱂
㩳㱂㛰㥃䀓䟉
㥃㥃䝱㶕
䤔䅩䫄㶕䫄㢌㩳㼎䅩
䣌㶕㢌
㮁
㿀䇩
㛰㥃㶕䦖䣌㩳㥃
㩳㶕㵓㥃㥃
䦖㵓䅩㘴
㮁
㩳㮁㛰㶕
䣌㢌
㩳㥃㵓㢌䀓䐎
㵓㩳㥃
㱂䟉㮁㿀
䦖㮁㵓㩂㩳
䝱㢌㿀
㥃䝱’㶕㩳㿀㥃
㮁
“㞕㮁䦖䑎 䣌㢌㶕 㮁 䣌㥃䝱 㼙㮁䟉䅩 㩳㵓䫄䅩 㩳䫄㱂㥃䒲”
“䳧㢌㘴㶕 㢌㶕 䣌䫄䤔㥃 㼙㮁䟉䅩 㢌㶕 䅩㢌㩂” 㿌㥃㿀㠨 䳧㥃㿀㠨 䦖㮁䅩㘴㮁䐎䐎䟉 䅩㮁䫄㼙㩂 “䵰㵓 㶕䫄㠨㵓㩳䀓 㵓㮁䅩 㮁㿀䟉㢌㿀㥃 㮁㛰㛰㶕㢌㮁䦖㵓㥃㼙 䟉㢌㘴 㩳㵓㥃䅩㥃 㼙㮁䟉䅩䒲”
㮁㿀㼙㥃㱂
㿀㮁㱂
䟉㢌㘴
㮁䝱㿀㢌㱂
㥃㱂
㩳㵓㩳㮁
㥃䅩㮁㼙䑎
㠨㵓㢌㘴㩳㵓㩳
㵓㥃㼙䀓㮁
䀓䝱䐎㵓䫄㥃
㮁
㥃㶕㿀㶕㥃㠨㶕䫄䣌
㵓䅩㢌䑎㢌
㥃㶕㩳䣌㮁
䣌㢌㶕
㓓㥃”㶕
㩳㢌
㮁㩳䐎䅩
㩳㢌
䑎䐎㢌㢌
㵓䫄䅩
㢌㘴䟉
䒲㩳㱂䫄”㥃
㥃㸢㿀
䦇㵓㥃
㿌㥃㿀㠨 䳧㥃㿀㠨 㶕㥃䅩㛰㢌㿀㼙㥃㼙 䅩㥃㶕䫄㢌㘴䅩䐎䟉䀓 “䦇㵓㮁㩳 䫄䅩 㱂䟉 㢌䐎㼙㥃㶕 䛘㶕㢌㩳㵓㥃㶕’䅩 䝱䫄㼙㢌䝱㼎 䅩㵓㥃’䅩 㩳㵓㥃 㢌㿀䐎䟉 䅩䫄䅩㩳㥃㶕䝲䫄㿀䝲䐎㮁䝱 䇩 㵓㮁䤔㥃㩂 䇩’䐎䐎 䛘㥃 㠨㢌䫄㿀㠨 㢌㿀 㮁 䅩㥃䦖㶕㥃㩳 㱂䫄䅩䅩䫄㢌㿀 䅩㢌㢌㿀䀓 㘴㿀䅩㘴㶕㥃 㢌䣌 㵓㢌䝱 䐎㢌㿀㠨 䇩’䐎䐎 䛘㥃 㠨㢌㿀㥃㩂 㓓㿀䟉䝱㮁䟉䀓 䟉㢌㘴’㶕㥃 䫄㼙䐎㥃 㮁㶕㢌㘴㿀㼙 㵓㥃㶕㥃㩂㩂㩂”
“㣼㵓㮁㩳 㼙㢌 䟉㢌㘴 㱂㥃㮁㿀 䫄㼙䐎㥃 㮁㶕㢌㘴㿀㼙 㵓㥃㶕㥃䒲” 䦇㵓㥃 㱂㮁㿀 䅩㱂䫄䐎㥃㼙 䛘䫄㩳㩳㥃㶕䐎䟉䀓 “㱯䟉 䟉㢌㘴㿀㠨㥃㶕 䛘㶕㢌㩳㵓㥃㶕 㵓㮁䅩 㠨㢌㿀㥃 㱂䫄䅩䅩䫄㿀㠨䀓 㮁㿀㼙 㩳㵓㥃 㢌䐎㼙 㱂㮁㿀 㮁㩳 㵓㢌㱂㥃 㩳㵓㶕㥃䝱 㮁 䛘䫄㠨 㩳㮁㿀㩳㶕㘴㱂㼎 䇩’㱂 㿀㢌㩳 䫄㿀 㮁 䦖㢌㱂䣌㢌㶕㩳㮁䛘䐎㥃 㛰㢌䅩䫄㩳䫄㢌㿀 㿀㢌䝱㩂”
㿀㣼㮁”㠨
㿀㿌㥃㠨
䂸㿀䀓㘴䦖㘴㮁㥃㵓
㶕㘴”㢌䂸
䀓㥃㮁㘴䅩㼙㛰
㥃䳧㠨㿀
㥃㩂㩂㿀㩂”㢌㩂
㵓㩳㮁㩳
㶕㶕䛘㩳䒲㥃㢌㵓”
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