Chapter 996: Chapter 40: There Is No Path to Being Immortal in This World (Part 2)
In the backyard of the ancestral mansion of the Song Family, Luo Qiu first instructed Mo Mo to pick up Zhan, as leaving him lying down was not a solution.
Moreover, some noises ing from not far away forced them to change the location of their conversation.
“Don’t mind it, it’s just the bodyguards of the master of this house,” Luo Qiu said to Mo Mo at this moment. “I reckon it’s just routine patrol. Naturally, due to your presence, there’s been some strange rumors about this village lately.”
“If you don’t mind, Senior, please e with me below the ancient well,” Mo Mo said with a bitter smile. “I’ve been hiding below to heal my injuries for the past few days. Also, beneath this ancient well, there’s actually another world.”
Luo Qiu nodded, curious about what Mo Mo described as a ‘another world’ under the ancient well.
Seeing that he got the ‘Senior’s’ agreement, Mo Mo wasted no time in picking up Zhan, then leaped into the ancient well.
In the blink of an eye, Mo Mo had already reached the bottom of the ancient well—everything here was dry, even the soil was hard and dry. Mo Mo lifted his head to look up, just about to shout when he suddenly spun around.
He discovered that ‘Senior’ was already standing at the bottom of the well along with him.
When did this happen? Even in the descent, not a sound was heard, almost like instant teleportation… Mo Mo had faced this ‘Senior’ before in Lv Village, back then he knew the ‘Senior’s’ strength was unfathomable, now it seemed he might have underestimated it.
Curious how this mysterious ‘Senior’ pares to the bloodline inheritor of the Four Spirits of Heaven from the Yao Association, or even the representatives of the Daoist Association…
“Is this the other world you mentioned?” Luo Qiu looked at a corner at the bottom of the ancient well at this moment.
He found that there was actually a passage here—a manmade construction, not merely a passage for underground water flow.
Mo Mo nodded seriously, “Yes, beneath this ancient well hides a huge space. I discovered you have many stone chambers, and among them, there are hidden mechanisms…”
“Have you explored them?” Luo Qiu asked indifferently.
Mo Mo shook his head, “No. First, because I was injured, it’s not suitable to venture below. Second, the place is arranged with mechanisms to prevent outsiders from intruding… I came uninvited, so recklessly barging in naturally wouldn’t be right.”
Luo Qiu smiled slightly at Mo Mo, unexpectedly finding that this dyed-blond Heavenly Master was a rule-abiding person.
Perhaps the type who would stop at a red light even on a deserted highway in the middle of the night.
“Let’s go in and have a look,” Luo Qiu gestured, a ball of light emerging from his palm, illuminating the ancient well’s bottom, making visibility clear.
Mo Mo said at this moment, “Proceeding along here, you’ll reach a spacious area, probably resembling a living room. During my days here, I’ve been hiding inside, trying to expel the poison from my body.”
Luo Qiu asked, “I heard a family died in Wang Family Ditch next door, and someone saw that family’s vengeful spirit at midnight. Later, a Taoist was invited to perform rites, and the Devil of Wang Family Ditch was expelled, but they fled here instead. What’s going on?”
Mo Mo’s expression darkened with bitterness, “Senior, you’re talking about Wang Dashun’s family… In fact, it was my fault.”
Luo Qiu stopped walking.
Mo Mo sighed, “Since Zhan obtained the Imperial Edict, he has been unconscious. Meanwhile, those participating in the Penglai Grand Gathering went mad with rivalry, with demon world forces covertly watching… When I had nowhere else to turn, I jumped off a cliff in desperation. Later, a mysterious woman with the surname Qin saved me, allowing me to barely survive. I eventually ended up at Wang Family Ditch, where Wang Dashun’s family took me in, hoping to heal before leaving… But ultimately, a few demon Taoists found me. Unable to defeat them, I was forced into witnessing the demon Taoists swallow Wang Dashun’s family’s souls… I escaped desperately, arriving here at Song Family Village.”
“A mysterious woman surnamed Qin?” Luo Qiu was taken aback.
Mo Mo nodded, “Yes, Miss Qin is taciturn and seemingly unattached to worldly affairs, I couldn’t discern her background… Do you know anything, Senior?”
“Nothing much,” Luo Qiu shook his head. “You’ve been hiding here below the ancient well, how did Zhan wake up?”
Mo Mo answered, “Recently, my poison flared up severely, and Zhan suddenly came back to his senses during these days. However, as you saw, Zhan woke up in this state. Despite that, Zhan hasn’t strayed far, seemingly protecting me. Later, the demon Taoists pursued here, but Zhan wiped them out… I moved the bodies here. Alas… it’s considered avenging Wang Dashun’s family.”
Luo Qiu nodded, having reached the place Mo Mo described as similar to a living room, indeed spotting three bodies placed in the corner.
Below the cooler ancient well, the corpses hadn’t decayed quickly post-mortem.
Luo Qiu observed the stone chamber’s construction while asking, “Do you have any plans now? Your poison has healed, and you’ve regained mobility. Once Zhan clears up, you better consider your forthing situation.”
Mo Mo contemplated, “Not hiding from Senior, given the frenzied petition at the Penglai Gathering, if I show up with Zhan, it’ll likely incite bloody storms… Thus, I intend to swiftly leave with Zhan, returning him to his master, Master Yang Taizi’s side. As for me…”
He shook his head, sighing, “Probably first returning to Dragon Tiger Mountain, informing my master Elder Changhe about this. Whatever might happen… the future plans can only be crafted later. What’s your view, Senior?”
“That’s up to you,” Luo Qiu said. “Decide for yourself… Also, could you handle the corpses here?”
Mo Mo paused in surprise.
Luo Qiu calmly stated, “Since you find it inappropriate to intrude into others’ spaces unasked, isn’t it equally improper to leave corpses here according to rules.”
Today, the originally empty ancient mansion suddenly weled a group of visitors, Mo Mo noticed, along with the abrupt appearance of this ‘Senior’—since this ‘Senior’ didn’t e for the Imperial Edict, does it mean he’s acquainted with the mansion’s master?
“I apologize for being inconsiderate, Senior, please forgive me,” Mo Mo promptly said. “I’ll deal with these three corpses quickly!”
“Go ahead,” Luo Qiu nodded. “I’ll take a look inside first.”
Speaking, Luo Qiu paid Mo Mo no further heed, instead heading straight into another corridor leading deeper inside. Mo Mo glanced at the cornered corpses, first frowning, then casually forming a Dharma Seal.
Mo Mo murmured incantations, his mana surging rapidly within, suddenly he uttered ‘chì,’ and at that moment, the corpses on the ground began moving slowly.
Of course, the corpses wouldn’t resurrect to move on their own, it was merely ‘Five Ghost hauling.’
Seeing the three corpses begin to move, Mo Mo glanced at the settled Zhan… With the ‘Senior’ here, having pacified Zhan earlier, everything should be fine.
As for worrying if the ‘Senior’ would covet the Imperial Edict like the Daoist and Yao Association people, Mo Mo subconsciously dismissed it—given the ‘Senior’s’ prowess, if intending to seize it, it would be exceedingly simple.
Killing him, then taking Zhan would suffice, why exert extra effort assisting him in detoxification?
“Hmm… where would be best to transport these corpses?”
Now, all Luo Qiu considered was this question.
…
What surprised Luo Qiu was that beneath the ancient well of the Song Ancestral Mansion, there was such a huge secret chamber.
The entrance to this chamber was clearly below the original waterline of the ancient well. If the ancient well hadn’t dried up, this secret chamber might have remained unknown forever.
As Mo Mo had described, this chamber was exceptionally vast, with many passages, resembling a maze, and different passages contained many traps… This made Luo Qiu think of exploring the Ancient Tomb of Zhang Jiao on the grasslands.
Here… perhaps it is actually a giant tomb chamber.
He had previously heard from Old Master Song that the ancestors of the Song Family hid in this remote place to escape the chaos of war… But if they were only in hiding, there seemed no need to deliberately construct such a huge structure beneath their mansion.
As he pondered, a huge stone gate abruptly blocked Luo Qiu’s path.
The stone gate had characters engraved on it, in regular script.
—To all Song Family descendants, unless having no other options, do not enter.
—Song Changgeng
“Song Changgeng.” Luo Qiu muttered the name to himself, then closed his eyes, and the door of memory opened. It took him back to the time in South America, to the scene in the mourning hall at Old Master Song’s residence, where among the many spirit tablets displayed in the hall, was the name ‘Song Changgeng’.
Luo Qiu paused for a moment, then placed his hand on the stone gate and said, “Open.”
The stone gate didn’t open in the usual way but rather cracked from the central point towards the four corners, splitting into four equal triangular parts, which then retracted into the walls above, below, left, and right.
The craftsmanship was truly astonishing—given that the underground chamber was built at least a century, or even centuries ago.
“Song Changgeng, Song Changgeng… Song Yingxing?” Luo Qiu gaped in astonishment, “Could it be him?”
Recalling the various intricate mechanisms and traps he encountered along the way, and remembering Old Master Song mentioning that several remarkable figures appeared in the Song lineage, Luo Qiu was somewhat certain.
Even though it seemed unbelievable that one of the Song ancestors would be the author of the book “Tiangong Kaiwu,” pared to the Song family’s roots as direct Royal Family descendants of Song a thousand years ago, it somehow didn’t seem implausible.
This stone gate was already the deepest part of the underground chamber, and beyond it should be the end.
Beyond was another chamber, octagonal in structure. In the center of this chamber, there was an enormous stone coffin.
Dragons and phoenixes were carved on the stone coffin, exuding a majestic aura.
In one of the corners at the front of this octagonal chamber, there was also a shrine, upon which only one spirit tablet was enshrined, inscribed with ‘Emperor of Heroic Saintly Literature and Divine Virtue’.
In front of the spirit tablet was an embroidered box.
Luo Qiu circled around the stone coffin in the center and approached the shrine. He saw an old cushion placed in front of the shrine, considered for a moment, and didn’t kneel on it but simply bowed slightly in front of the shrine.
After this, Luo Qiu opened the embroidered box on the shrine, inside was a journal.
The journal narrated the reasons and circumstances for the Song ancestors ing to this place—they didn’t hide here from war but to avoid being hunted by the rulers of the current dynasty.
Because the Song family, being descendants of the ‘Emperor of Heroic Saintly Literature and Divine Virtue,’ were considered remnants of the previous dynasty and thus targets for elimination by the rulers.
The descendants of the Song family, who had hidden here, would occasionally go out into the world to observe the changes in the times and to gain experience, for long-term seclusion and peace could make them lose the ability to face dangers.
The stone gate of the octagonal chamber inscribed with ‘Song Changgeng’ was one of the descendants who ventured out in a certain generation.
And the vast underground construction beneath the Song Ancestral Mansion was built over generations by the Song Family—it even included living quarters, ample water sources, and places to store food, serving as the Song family’s final means of refuge.
As for the family wealth passed down and hidden here by the Song family as recorded in the journal, Luo Qiu showed almost no interest.
Find a way to let Old Master Song discover this place… After all, he is the current head of the Song Family.
Just as Luo Qiu was about to put the embroidered box back in place, a thought suddenly crossed his mind… The warning ‘Do not enter unless having no other options’ was written outside.
If this was a warning for the Song descendants that this underground chamber was their last defense, wouldn’t it make more sense for it to be written at the entrance… Why deliberately inscribe it on this gate in the deepest part?
Luo Qiu turned his gaze to the stone coffin.
This time, he walked directly in front of the stone coffin, circled it once, and then placed his palm on the coffin lid.
With a gentle push, the lid slowly shifted, eventually flying off and landing softly on the ground.
Luo Qiu peered into the stone coffin.
Inside the stone coffin lay a middle-aged man.
The man wore a robe embroidered with clouds and dragons in red and gold, with a regal expression. His hands were placed on his abdomen, holding an oddly-shaped Stone Ruyi.
Luo Qiu frowned and directly took the Jade Ruyi from the middle-aged man’s hands for a closer look.
To Luo Qiu’s surprise, there was a familiar engraving on the Stone Ruyi—it was the discount marking from The Burning Black Card given by the club to some customers.
But just as Luo Qiu was about to examine it further, the Stone Ruyi in his hand started to disintegrate, turning to dust and slipping through his fingers, as if it had lost its original power.
“Penglai…”
爐
㡿㱢䧥䉥䰪㭁
䃰㩈㭁
盧
爐
擄
㨯㱢䁦䧥㵮䉥㿂㵮㠯—㩈䁦
䧥䬫㨯䜙
㵮䀜䉥㱢䟒㩈㿂
擄
㭁㺢㩈㿴
㨯䜙䬫䧥’㠯
㭁䁦
䟒㩈㡿
㾛䅋䧥㿂㩈
䜙㭁䁹㠯㨯䉥㠯
䜙㨯㠯㵮㺢㩈㨯㾛㾛
䜙㭁
㭁䬫䀜
㨯㠯䧥䀜㱢㺢
㠯㿂䒢䜙㱢
爐
㠯㭁
盧
㱢䈍㨯䬫
老
䬫㱢㨯㵮㡿䀜㡿
䬺㱢䬫
㩈䡑㿂
㠯㭁
擄
蘆
㨟㩈㠯 䁦㩈䜙䧥㨯䍧㱢䜙㠯㨯㾛㾛㺢䟒 㠯䬫㭁䀜 䒢㠯㿂䜙㱢 㿴㩈㺢㭁 䬫㨯䧥 㾛㿂䜙䤤 㾛㿂䀜㠯 㭁㠯䀜 㿂㵮㭁䤤㭁䜙㨯㾛 䁦㩈䜙䉥㠯㭁㿂䜙䁹
䬺䬫㨯㠯 䁂㱢㭁䜙䤤 䀜㨯㭁䧥䟒 䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈 䅋㨯䀜 䜙㿂㠯 㿂䜙㱢 㠯㿂 䁂㵮㱢㨯䰪 㠯䬫㭁䜙䤤䀜 䧥㱢㾛㭁䁂㱢㵮㨯㠯㱢㾛㺢䁹 䬺䬫㩈䀜䟒 㠯䬫㱢 䧥㩈䀜㠯 㠯䬫㨯㠯 䬫㨯䧥 䀜䉥㨯㠯㠯㱢㵮㱢䧥 㿂䜙 㠯䬫㱢 䤤㵮㿂㩈䜙䧥 㼋㩈㭁䉥䰪㾛㺢 㵮㱢䤤㵮㿂㩈㡿㱢䧥 㭁䜙 䬫㭁䀜 㡿㨯㾛䍧䟒 㨯䀜 㭁䁦 㠯㭁䍧㱢 䬫㨯䧥 㵮㱢䈍㱢㵮䀜㱢䧥䟒 㨯䜙䧥 㭁䜙 䝳㩈䀜㠯 㨯 䍧㿂䍧㱢䜙㠯䟒 㠯䬫㱢 䀜䬫㨯㠯㠯㱢㵮㱢䧥 䒢㠯㿂䜙㱢 㿴㩈㺢㭁 䅋㨯䀜 㵮㱢䀜㠯㿂㵮㱢䧥䁹
㿂䁦
㱢㠯䬫
㱢䬫㠯
㿂㱢㵮䁂
䒢䜙㿂㠯㱢
㠯㿂
㵮㩈㠯㱢㵮䜙
䧥䜙㱢㭁䀜㭁
㭁䜙
䃰㭁㩈
㠯䜙㱢㿂䀜
㠯㿂
㩈㺢㿴㭁
㠯䬫㱢
䍧䜙㨯
㭁䜙㠯㱢䜙䧥䧥㱢
㿂㾛㺢㾛䅋㱢
䉥䁹㿂䁦䁦䜙㭁
䬫㠯㱢
㱢㠯䬫
㨯䜙䬫䧥
䡑㩈㿂
㡓䜙㾛㺢 㨯㠯 㠯䬫㨯㠯 䍧㿂䍧㱢䜙㠯䟒 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㨯䜙 㭁䜙 㠯䬫㱢 㺢㱢㾛㾛㿂䅋 㵮㿂䁂㱢䟒 㾛㺢㭁䜙䤤 䉥㨯㾛䍧㾛㺢 㭁䜙 㠯䬫㱢 䀜㠯㿂䜙㱢 䉥㿂䁦䁦㭁䜙䟒 䀜㩈䧥䧥㱢䜙㾛㺢 㿂㡿㱢䜙㱢䧥 䬫㭁䀜 㱢㺢㱢䀜䁹䁹䁹 䡦䜙 㿂㵮䧥㭁䜙㨯㵮㺢 㡿㱢㵮䀜㿂䜙 䅋㿂㩈㾛䧥 㡿㵮㿂䁂㨯䁂㾛㺢 䁂㱢 䬫㨯㾛䁦 䀜䉥㨯㵮㱢䧥 㠯㿂 䧥㱢㨯㠯䬫 㨯㠯 㠯䬫㭁䀜 䀜㭁䤤䬫㠯䁹
“㩻䬫㱢䜙 䅋㱢 㱢䜙㠯㱢㵮㱢䧥䟒 㨯 䤤㱢䜙㠯㾛㱢䍧㨯䜙 㭁䜙 㿂㩈㵮 䤤㵮㿂㩈㡿 䀜㨯㭁䧥 㠯䬫㭁䀜 㭁䀜 㨯䜙 㱢䧤䉥㱢㾛㾛㱢䜙㠯 䵗㱢䜙䤤 䒢䬫㩈㭁 㾛㿂䉥㨯㠯㭁㿂䜙䁹”
㨯䅋䀜
䬫㠯㱢
䍧㵮㨯㾛䧥㨯䁹㱢
䡑㩈㿂
㨯㱢㾛䟒䍧㭁䉥
䬫㨯䧥䜙
䜙㿂㠯
㭁䉥䜙㠯㩈㿂㭁䤤䜙䟒䜙
㠯㭁䀜
㾛䁦㩈㾛㺢
㨯㵮㱢
䀻㱢
㤍
㡿㩈
䃰䟒㭁㩈
‘㨯䀜䍧䜙
㠯䀜’㭁
㭁䍧䀜㺢㾛㡿
䝳㠯䀜㩈
㺢㩈㭁㿴
䟒㵮㱢䈍䅋㿂䬫㱢
㿂㩈㺢
㭁䜙䑖䈍㭁㱢
䰪䁂㨯䉥
㨯䜙䧥
䧥㨯㾛㱢䉥㡿
䜙䒢㱢”䉥㭁
㠯㱢䬫
䟒䀜䉥㿂㭁㺢㠯㭁㩈㵮
㿂䜙㠯
㿂㱢䜙㡿
㺢㿂㩈㵮
䜙㾛㿂㵮㨯㭁㭁䤤
䒢㿂㩈㾛䟒
㱢䁹㵮䬫䜙㭁䀜䧥㿂㩈
㨯䁂㵮㱢
㠯䒢㿂㱢䜙
㵮㱢䁂㠯㱢㠯
䀜㿂㿂䜙㠯㡿䟒㭁㭁
㵮㡿㱢㭁䧥
䜙㭁
㩈㠯㵮䜙㱢㩈㵮
㿂㠯
㵮䬫㱢㱢
㱢㨯䰪䅋
䀜㠯㭁’
㿂䜙
䧥䜙䁹䁹”䁹㨯
䁂䁦㱢㱢㵮㿂
㿂㠯
䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈 㾛㿂㿂䰪㱢䧥 㭁䜙㠯㿂 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㭁䧥䧥㾛㱢䝦㨯䤤㱢䧥 䍧㨯䜙’䀜 㱢㺢㱢䀜 㨯䜙䧥 䀜㨯㭁䧥 㭁䜙䧥㭁䁦䁦㱢㵮㱢䜙㠯㾛㺢䟒 “㤍 䧥㿂䜙’㠯 㡿㾛㨯䜙 㠯㿂 㵮㱢䈍㱢㨯㾛 㺢㿂㩈㵮 㱢䧤㭁䀜㠯㱢䜙䉥㱢 㠯㿂 㨯䜙㺢㿂䜙㱢 㨯䉥㠯㭁䈍㱢㾛㺢䁹”
㡓䜙㾛㺢 㠯䬫㱢䜙 䧥㭁䧥 㠯䬫㱢 䀜㠯㱢㵮䜙䝦䁦㨯䉥㱢䧥 䍧㨯䜙 䀜㾛㿂䅋㾛㺢 䉥㾛㿂䀜㱢 䬫㭁䀜 㱢㺢㱢䀜 㨯䤤㨯㭁䜙䟒 㨯䜙䧥 䀜㭁䍧㩈㾛㠯㨯䜙㱢㿂㩈䀜㾛㺢䟒 䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈 䤤㱢䀜㠯㩈㵮㱢䧥 䅋㭁㠯䬫 䬫㭁䀜 䬫㨯䜙䧥䟒 䉥㨯㩈䀜㭁䜙䤤 㠯䬫㱢 䉥㿂䁦䁦㭁䜙 㾛㭁䧥 㠯㿂 䁦㾛㺢 䁂㨯䉥䰪 䁦㵮㿂䍧 㠯䬫㱢 䤤㵮㿂㩈䜙䧥 㨯䜙䧥 䉥㿂䈍㱢㵮 㠯䬫㱢 䀜㠯㿂䜙㱢 䉥㿂䁦䁦㭁䜙 㭁䜙 㭁㠯䀜 㿂㵮㭁䤤㭁䜙㨯㾛 㡿㾛㨯䉥㱢䁹
㩈㺢㿂
㿂㱢䜙䉥
㭁䁦
㿂㾛䅋㵮䧥
㭁䀜䬺”䍧㱢
㠯䅋䬫㨯
䬫”䤤䤤䉥䜙䟒㨯䜙㭁
䉥㨯䜙
㨯䰪䅋㱢
㩈㿂㺢
㬬䬫㱢䉥㨯䤤䜙
䰪䜙䤤㭁䟒
㨯㱢㵮
䧥䀜㭁㨯
㩈䡑㿂
㡿䟒㩈
㩈䬫㠯䤤㿂䬫
㵮㱢㱢䅋
㾛䤤㵮㱢㿂䜙
㨯㠯㠯䬫
㺢䍧㨯䉥㾛䟒㾛
䈍㱢䜙㐿”
䃰㩈㭁
䜙㿂
㭁䀜
䈍㱢㱢䜙
䅋㾛䁹㿂㵮䧥”
㭁䬺䀜䬫
㩈㺢㿂
㨯
䬺䬫㱢 䍧㨯䜙 㾛㱢䁦㠯 㭁䜙 㠯䬫㱢 䀜㠯㿂䜙㱢 䉥㿂䁦䁦㭁䜙 㭁䀜 㡿㱢㵮䬫㨯㡿䀜 䝳㩈䀜㠯 㨯 㡿㭁㠯㭁䁦㩈㾛 䀜㿂㩈㾛 㠯㵮㨯㡿㡿㱢䧥 㭁䜙 㩈䜙㵮㱢㨯㾛㭁䀜㠯㭁䉥 䁦㨯䜙㠯㨯䀜㭁㱢䀜䁹䁹䁹
䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈 䀜䬫㿂㿂䰪 䬫㭁䀜 䬫㱢㨯䧥䁹 䬺䬫㱢 䒢㿂䜙䤤 䡦䜙䉥㱢䀜㠯㵮㨯㾛 㡢㨯䜙䀜㭁㿂䜙 䍧㭁䤤䬫㠯 㭁䜙䧥㱢㱢䧥 䁂㱢 㨯 䵗㱢䜙䤤 䒢䬫㩈㭁 㠯㵮㱢㨯䀜㩈㵮㱢 䀜㡿㿂㠯䟒 䁂㩈㠯 㭁䁦 㿂䜙㱢 䬫㿂㡿㱢䀜 㠯㿂 㩈䀜㱢 㭁㠯䀜 㡿㿂䅋㱢㵮 㠯㿂 䰪㱢㱢㡿 㨯 䀜㿂㩈㾛 㠯䬫㨯㠯 䀜䬫㿂㩈㾛䧥 䬫㨯䈍㱢 㾛㿂䜙䤤 䧥㭁䀜㡿㱢㵮䀜㱢䧥䟒 㿂㵮 㱢䈍㱢䜙 㵮㱢䀜㩈㵮㵮㱢䉥㠯 㭁㠯䁹䁹䁹 㭁㠯’䀜 䜙㿂㠯䬫㭁䜙䤤 䁂㩈㠯 㨯 䬫㿂㡿㱢㾛㱢䀜䀜 䧥㵮㱢㨯䍧䁹
㨯䬫㠯㠯
䁹㨯䰪䉥䁂
㨯㵮䧥㾛㨯㱢㺢
㾛䁦㭁㱢
㭁㱢㺢㨯䀜㾛
䡦
㠯䉥䜙㨯㿂䜙
䧥䬫䈍㨯㱢㭁䀜䜙
䤤㵮䬫㩈㠯䁂㿂
䬫㨯䀜
㱢䁂
䬺䬫㱢 䀜㿂㩈㾛 㭁䜙䀜㭁䧥㱢 㠯䬫㱢 䀜㠯㿂䜙㱢 䉥㿂䁦䁦㭁䜙䟒 㱢䜙䧥㩈㵮㭁䜙䤤 䁦㿂㵮 㨯 㠯䬫㿂㩈䀜㨯䜙䧥 㺢㱢㨯㵮䀜 䅋㭁㠯䬫㿂㩈㠯 䧥㭁䀜㡿㱢㵮䀜㭁䜙䤤䟒 㭁䀜 㨯㾛㵮㱢㨯䧥㺢 㭁䜙䉥㵮㱢䧥㭁䁂㾛㺢 䧥㭁䁦䁦㭁䉥㩈㾛㠯䁹
䁹䁹䁹
㱢㨯㠯䰪
㺢㿂䜙㾛
㠯䀜䜙㿂㱢
䅋㨯䁹䀜
㱢㺢㵮䜙㭁㠯䈍㱢䤤䬫
㠯㱢䬫
㨯䜙㺢㠯䬫䤤㭁䜙
䬫䁂㵮䉥䍧㨯㱢䟒
㩈䡑㿂
㭁䧥䧥
䜙䈍㨯㾛䤤㭁㱢
㠯㭁
䃰㭁㩈
㨯䀜
䜙㠯㿂
䁦䍧㿂㵮
䀻㱢 䉥㨯䍧㱢 㨯䜙䧥 㾛㱢䁦㠯 䜙㿂 㠯㵮㨯䉥㱢䁹
䡑㨯㠯㱢㵮䟒 䅋䬫㱢䜙 䬫㱢 㵮㱢㠯㩈㵮䜙㱢䧥 㿂㩈㠯䀜㭁䧥㱢䟒 㡢㿂 㡢㿂 䅋㨯䀜 䁦㱢㱢䧥㭁䜙䤤 䑊䬫㨯䜙 䅋㨯㠯㱢㵮䟒 㨯䜙䧥 㠯䬫㱢 㠯䬫㵮㱢㱢 䉥㿂㵮㡿䀜㱢䀜 㠯䬫㨯㠯 䅋㱢㵮㱢 㿂㵮㭁䤤㭁䜙㨯㾛㾛㺢 㡿㾛㨯䉥㱢䧥 䬫㱢㵮㱢 䅋㱢㵮㱢 䜙㿂䅋䬫㱢㵮㱢 㠯㿂 䁂㱢 䀜㱢㱢䜙䗚 㭁㠯 䀜㱢㱢䍧䀜 㠯䬫㱢㺢 䬫㨯䈍㱢 䁂㱢㱢䜙 㡿㵮㿂㡿㱢㵮㾛㺢 䧥㱢㨯㾛㠯 䅋㭁㠯䬫 䁂㺢 㡢㿂 㡢㿂䁹
㷰㵮䜙””䒢㿂㱢㭁
䒢㱢㱢㭁䜙䤤 䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈 㱢䍧㱢㵮䤤㱢 䁦㵮㿂䍧 㭁䜙䀜㭁䧥㱢䟒 㡢㿂 㡢㿂 㼋㩈㭁䉥䰪㾛㺢 䀜㠯㿂㿂䧥 㩈㡿 㨯䜙䧥 㨯䀜䰪㱢䧥 䅋㭁㠯䬫 䉥㿂䜙䉥㱢㵮䜙䟒 “㩻㨯䀜 㠯䬫㱢㵮㱢 㨯䜙㺢 䧥㨯䜙䤤㱢㵮 㭁䜙䀜㭁䧥㱢㬬”
䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈 䉥㨯䀜㩈㨯㾛㾛㺢 㵮㱢㡿㾛㭁㱢䧥䟒 “䒢㭁䜙䉥㱢 㺢㿂㩈’㵮㱢 䜙㿂㠯 㡿㾛㨯䜙䜙㭁䜙䤤 㠯㿂 㱢䧤㡿㾛㿂㵮㱢 㠯䬫㱢 㠯䬫㭁䜙䤤䀜 㭁䜙䀜㭁䧥㱢 㱢㭁㠯䬫㱢㵮䟒 䧥㿂㱢䀜 㭁㠯 㵮㱢㨯㾛㾛㺢 䍧㨯㠯㠯㱢㵮 㭁䁦 㭁㠯’䀜 䧥㨯䜙䤤㱢㵮㿂㩈䀜 㿂㵮 䜙㿂㠯 㠯㿂 㺢㿂㩈㬬”
㿂㵮䁦䍧
㿂㠯
㨯
䤤㱢㨯䈍
䬫㨯䧥
䜙㠯㱢㿂
㿂䁦
㠯䟒㿡㱢
㭁䟒㱢䧥䜙䀜㭁
䜙㠯㿂
㡢㿂
䬫㠯㱢
㿂㩈㵮㩈䁹㭁䉥䀜
㱢㠯㵮䬫㱢
㩈㱢䈍㠯㱢䜙㵮
䍧㱢㱢㱢䀜䧥
㱢䁂
㡢㿂
㨯
䀜㱢㭁䬫䬫䀜㱢㡿
㾛㿂㵮䈍㱢䀜䧥㱢
㱢䜙㵮㿂䀜㭁䟒
䀜㠯㾛㭁㾛
㿂㠯
㭁䁹䁹㾛㱢䍧䀜䁹
㨯䅋䀜
㨯㾛㠯䬫㿂㩈䤤䬫
㭁䬫䜙㠯
䅋㨯䜙㭁䜙㵮㬬䤤
䀜㠯䬫㭁
㱢䬫
㿂䁦
㾛䀜䉥䰪㵮㾛㱢䀜㺢㱢
㱢䬫
“㩻䬫㱢䜙 㺢㿂㩈 䅋㱢䜙㠯 㿂㩈㠯 㠯㿂 䧥㭁䀜㡿㿂䀜㱢 㿂䁦 㠯䬫㱢 䁂㿂䧥㭁㱢䀜䟒 䧥㭁䧥 㺢㿂㩈 㱢䜙䉥㿂㩈䜙㠯㱢㵮 㨯䜙㺢㿂䜙㱢 㺢㿂㩈 䰪䜙㱢䅋㬬”
䭺䜙㱢䧤㡿㱢䉥㠯㱢䧥㾛㺢䟒 䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈 䀜㩈䧥䧥㱢䜙㾛㺢 㨯䀜䰪㱢䧥䁹
䉥㩈㼋㺢㾛䰪㭁
“䍧㿂䒢䜙㱢㱢㿂
䧥䜙䍧㭁䟒
䤤㭁䍧㿂㠯㱢䀜䬫䜙
㨯䜙䧥
䜙䁹䬫㱢䁹䁹”㩻
䉥㿂䟒䰪㱢䬫䀜䧥
㩈㵮䟒䜙䧥㨯㿂
㬬㿂㷰㺢㩈”
䍧㨯㱢䀜
㡢㿂
䬫㱢
㩈䜙䧥㱢㠯㵮
㵮䀜㾛䟒㠯䧥㠯㨯㱢
㭁䜙
䉥㾛䉥䰪㱢㭁䧥
㩈䁂㠯
㤍
䅋㨯䀜
䬫㭁䀜
㡢㿂
㠯䬫㱢䜙
㭁䟒䍧㱢㠯
㱢㠯䬫
㿂䰪”䜙䅋㬬
㨯㵮㱢
䅋䀜㨯
㠯㨯
䬫㿂䅋
䡦㠯 㠯䬫㱢 㱢䜙㠯㵮㨯䜙䉥㱢 㿂䁦 㠯䬫㱢 㡿㨯䀜䀜㨯䤤㱢 㾛㱢㨯䧥㭁䜙䤤 㠯㿂 㠯䬫㱢 䁂㿂㠯㠯㿂䍧 㿂䁦 㠯䬫㱢 㨯䜙䉥㭁㱢䜙㠯 䅋㱢㾛㾛䟒 㨯 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢 䬫㨯䧥 㨯㾛㵮㱢㨯䧥㺢 㨯㡿㡿㱢㨯㵮㱢䧥 㨯㠯 䀜㿂䍧㱢 㩈䜙䰪䜙㿂䅋䜙 㠯㭁䍧㱢㷰
䬺䬫㱢 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢 㨯㠯 㠯䬫㱢 㱢䜙㠯㵮㨯䜙䉥㱢 䀜㾛㿂䅋㾛㺢 䅋㨯㾛䰪㱢䧥 㭁䜙䁹 䬺䬫㱢㺢 䅋㱢㵮㱢 䀜㾛㭁䍧䟒 䅋㱢㨯㵮㭁䜙䤤 㨯 䁂㾛㨯䉥䰪 䬺㨯䜙䤤 䀜㩈㭁㠯䟒 䅋㭁㠯䬫 㨯 䁂㵮㿂䜙㥿㱢 䍧㨯䀜䰪 㿂䜙 㠯䬫㱢㭁㵮 䁦㨯䉥㱢䁹
䬫䬺㱢
㨯䍧䀜䰪
㨯䑊䜙䬫䁹
㺢䬫㾛㠯㾛䟒䀜䤤㭁
㠯㨯
㠯㱢䬫
䤤㩈㱢㭁㵮䁦
㵮㺢㠯㱢䀜㿂䀜䍧㩈㭁
㱢䝦㠯䝦㨯㱢䰪㺢㠯䅋䜙㿂㨯
㱢㺢䉥㵮㭁㾛䧥㠯
㠯㭁䧥㠯㱢㾛
㵮㠯䬫㱢㭁
䅋䬫㭁㠯
䁂㱢䜙㵮㿂㥿
㥿㨯䜙㭁䤤䤤
㠯㱢䬫
㨯㱢䧥䬫
㡢㿂 㡢㿂 㭁䍧䍧㱢䧥㭁㨯㠯㱢㾛㺢 䁦㵮㿂䅋䜙㱢䧥 㨯䜙䧥 䁂㾛㿂䉥䰪㱢䧥 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢’䀜 䀜㭁䤤䬫㠯䟒 䀜㨯㺢㭁䜙䤤 㭁䜙 㨯 䧥㱢㱢㡿 䈍㿂㭁䉥㱢䟒 “㩻䬫㿂 㨯㵮㱢 㺢㿂㩈㬬 㩻䬫㨯㠯 㭁䀜 㺢㿂㩈㵮 㡿㩈㵮㡿㿂䀜㱢 㭁䜙 䁦㿂㾛㾛㿂䅋㭁䜙䤤 㩈䀜㬬”
㨟㩈㠯 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢 䀜㨯㭁䧥 䜙㿂㠯䬫㭁䜙䤤䟒 㿂䜙㾛㺢 䀜䬫㭁䁦㠯㭁䜙䤤 㠯䬫㱢㭁㵮 䤤㨯㥿㱢 㠯㿂 䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈䁹䁹䁹 㨯䀜 㭁䁦 䀜㭁㾛㱢䜙㠯㾛㺢 䀜㠯㨯㵮㭁䜙䤤䟒 䀜㠯㭁㾛㾛 䀜㡿㱢㱢䉥䬫㾛㱢䀜䀜䁹
䅋㨯䀜
䜙䬫㨯䧥
䜙㨯㵮㠯㿂䁦㠯䟒㿂䉥䜙䜙㭁㿂
㭁䜙䁦䤤䁹䀜㱢㵮
䤤䀜㭁㭁㾛
㡿㵮㵮㨯䧥㡿㱢㱢
䉥㾛䀜㡿㱢㨯䧥
䅋㱢㾛㺢㿂㾛
㱢䁂䅋䜙㱢㱢㠯
㱢㠯䧥䧤䤤㭁䜙䜙㱢
㡢㿂
㨯
㭁䬫䀜
㡢㿂
䧥㾛㨯㱢㺢㵮㨯
㵮㿂䁦
㭁䅋㠯䬫
㭁䀜䬫
“㿡㿂㩈 㨯㵮㱢 䈍㱢㵮㺢 䀜㡿㱢䉥㭁㨯㾛䟒” 䀜㩈䧥䧥㱢䜙㾛㺢䟒 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢 䀜㡿㿂䰪㱢 䀜㾛㿂䅋㾛㺢䟒 䅋㭁㠯䬫 㨯 䬫㿂㨯㵮䀜㱢 㨯䜙䧥 䧥㱢㱢㡿 䈍㿂㭁䉥㱢䟒 䀜㱢㱢䍧㭁䜙䤤㾛㺢 䧥㱢㾛㭁䁂㱢㵮㨯㠯㱢䟒 “㤍 䧥㭁䧥䜙’㠯 䰪䜙㿂䅋 㿂䁦 㺢㿂㩈㵮 㱢䧤㭁䀜㠯㱢䜙䉥㱢 㿂㵮 㠯䬫㨯㠯 㺢㿂㩈 䅋㿂㩈㾛䧥 䁂㱢 䬫㱢㵮㱢 䁂㱢䁦㿂㵮㱢 㤍 䉥㨯䍧㱢䁹䁹䁹 䀻㿂䅋 䧥㭁䧥 㺢㿂㩈 䍧㨯䜙㨯䤤㱢 㠯䬫㨯㠯㬬”
㡢㿂 㡢㿂 㾛㿂㿂䰪㱢䧥 㨯㠯 㠯䬫㱢 㵮㱢䈍㱢㵮㱢䧥 ‘䒢㱢䜙㭁㿂㵮’ 㭁䜙 㨯䀜㠯㿂䜙㭁䀜䬫䍧㱢䜙㠯䁹
㠯㠯䬫㨯
䡑㿂㩈
䜙䅋䰪㿂
㱢䧤㱢㭁䀜㱢䉥㠯䜙
䀜㩈㺢㿂㾛㭁㵮㩈䉥
䬫䅋㿂
㠯㠯䬫㨯
“䒢䟒㿂
䍧㺢
㱢㱢䟒䬫㵮
䅋㩈㿂㾛䧥
㭁䀜
䬫䅋㠯㨯
㿂䁦
䧥䧥㭁’㠯䜙
䁂㱢
㿂䜙䧥㵮㱢䧥㱢㡿
㤍
㨯䀜䅋
㵮㿂
㿂䁦㵮
㭁䃰㩈
㵮㿂䟒䀜䧥䅋
㺢㿂䜙㵮㾛㭁㾛㭁㨯䤤
㺢㩈㿂
㿂㺢㩈
㠯㱢㵮㿂䬫
㨯
㠯䜙䬫㱢
䬫㱢䁹㱢䁹䁹㵮
㩈㿂㺢
㾛㿂䉥䧥㩈
䍧㿂㱢䟒䍧㠯䜙
䜙䰪䅋㿂
㤍䜙
䀜㨯㱢䟒䧥䰪
㬬䍧㱢”㨯䜙
䬺䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢 㵮㱢䍧㨯㭁䜙㱢䧥 䀜㭁㾛㱢䜙㠯䟒 㠯䬫㱢㭁㵮 䤤㨯㥿㱢 䁂㱢䬫㭁䜙䧥 㠯䬫㱢 䁂㵮㿂䜙㥿㱢 䍧㨯䀜䰪 䜙㱢䈍㱢㵮 㾛㱢㨯䈍㭁䜙䤤 䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈䁹䁹䁹 䡦䁦㠯㱢㵮 㨯 䅋䬫㭁㾛㱢䟒 㠯䬫㱢 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢 䀜䬫㿂㿂䰪 㠯䬫㱢㭁㵮 䬫㱢㨯䧥 㨯䜙䧥 䀜㨯㭁䧥 㭁䜙䧥㭁䁦䁦㱢㵮㱢䜙㠯㾛㺢䟒 “䡎㱢䈍㱢㵮 䍧㭁䜙䧥䟒 㿂䜙㱢 䍧㿂㵮㱢 㿂㵮 㿂䜙㱢 㾛㱢䀜䀜 䍧㨯䰪㱢䀜 䜙㿂 䧥㭁䁦䁦㱢㵮㱢䜙䉥㱢䁹 㡢㿂 㡢㿂䟒 䧥㿂 㺢㿂㩈 䰪䜙㿂䅋 䍧㺢 㡿㩈㵮㡿㿂䀜㱢 䬫㱢㵮㱢㬬”
“㤍㠯’䀜 㿂䁂䈍㭁㿂㩈䀜䟒” 㡢㿂 㡢㿂 䀜䜙㱢㱢㵮㱢䧥䟒 “䬺䬫㱢 㡿㵮㱢䈍㭁㿂㩈䀜 䤤㩈㺢 䅋㨯䀜 䧥㱢䀜㡿㭁䉥㨯䁂㾛㱢 䁂㩈㠯 䧥㨯㵮㱢䧥 㠯㿂 䀜䬫㿂䅋 䬫㭁䀜 㠯㵮㩈㱢 䁦㨯䉥㱢䁹 㿡㱢㠯 㺢㿂㩈䟒 䬫㭁䧥㭁䜙䤤 㨯䜙䧥 䀜䜙㱢㨯䰪㭁䜙䤤䁹䁹䁹 䢷㿂䍧㱢 㿂䜙㷰 㤍䁦 㺢㿂㩈 䅋㨯䜙㠯 㠯䬫㱢 㤍䍧㡿㱢㵮㭁㨯㾛 㐿䧥㭁䉥㠯䟒 㺢㿂㩈’㾛㾛 䬫㨯䈍㱢 㠯㿂 䤤㱢㠯 㡿㨯䀜㠯 䍧㱢 䁦㭁㵮䀜㠯㷰”
䬫㠯䜙㱢
䉥㡿㱢㾛䀜㨯䧥
㿂䜙䤤㾛䧥㱢
䬫䀜㭁
䬫䀜㭁
㨯
䜙㿂㭁㠯
䍧㨯㨯䜙
㾛䀜䤤㭁㭁
㱢㱢㱢䜙㠯䁂䅋
䬫㠯㱢
㾛㾛㱢㺢㿂䅋
㾛䁦㨯䍧㱢
㿂㡢
㩈䤤㵮䟒䧥㱢䀜
䤤㱢䜙㱢㭁㵮䍧䤤
䟒㨯㡿䍧㾛
䬫䟒㠯㠯㨯
䜙㭁
㩈㭁䜙䀜䁦㱢䧥
㩻䬫㭁㠯
䀜㡢㿂’
䬫䬫䅋䉥㭁
䁹㵮䤤㭁䀜䁦䜙㱢
䬺䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢 䀜䜙㿂㵮㠯㱢䧥 䉥㿂㾛䧥㾛㺢䟒 “㤍䜙䧥㱢㱢䧥䟒 㠯䬫㱢 䬺㨯㿂㭁䀜㠯 㡢㨯䀜㠯㱢㵮 㿂䁦 䑖㵮㨯䤤㿂䜙 䬺㭁䤤㱢㵮 㡢㿂㩈䜙㠯㨯㭁䜙 䬫㨯䀜 㠯㵮㩈㱢 䀜䰪㭁㾛㾛䀜䟒 䁂㩈㠯 㺢㿂㩈 䬫㨯䈍㱢䜙’㠯 㵮㱢㨯䉥䬫㱢䧥 㠯䬫㱢 䬫㭁䤤䬫㱢䀜㠯 㾛㱢䈍㱢㾛 㿂䁦 㠯䬫㱢 㿡㭁䜙䝦㿡㨯䜙䤤 䢷㱢㾛㱢䀜㠯㭁㨯㾛 㡢㨯䀜㠯㱢㵮䁹 䑖㿂䜙’㠯 䀜㠯㵮㩈䤤䤤㾛㱢 䜙㱢㱢䧥㾛㱢䀜䀜㾛㺢䗚 㺢㿂㩈 䉥㨯䜙’㠯 㡿㵮㿂㠯㱢䉥㠯 㠯䬫㭁䀜 䉥䬫㭁㾛䧥’䀜 䧥㱢䀜㠯㭁䜙㺢䁹 䝲㭁䈍㱢 㩈㡿 㱢㨯㵮㾛㺢䁹 㤍’䍧 䝳㩈䀜㠯 㠯㨯䰪㭁䜙䤤 㠯䬫㱢 㤍䍧㡿㱢㵮㭁㨯㾛 㐿䧥㭁䉥㠯䟒 䜙㿂㠯 䬫㭁䀜 㾛㭁䁦㱢䁹”
“㐿䜙㿂㩈䤤䬫 㠯㨯㾛䰪䟒 㾛㱢㠯’䀜 㡿㵮㿂䈍㱢 㭁㠯 䅋㭁㠯䬫 㨯䉥㠯㭁㿂䜙䟒” 㡢㿂 㡢㿂 䤤㵮㭁㠯㠯㱢䧥 䬫㭁䀜 㠯㱢㱢㠯䬫䁹 䬺䬫㱢 㺢㱢㾛㾛㿂䅋 䀜㭁䤤㭁㾛 㭁䜙 䬫㭁䀜 䬫㨯䜙䧥 㭁䜙䀜㠯㨯䜙㠯㾛㺢 䀜䬫㿂㠯 㿂㩈㠯䟒 “䬺䬫㩈䜙䧥㱢㵮 䑖㩈䰪㱢’䀜 䢷㩈㵮䀜㱢㷰”
“㿂㨯䬺㭁䀜㠯
㠯㨯䀜㡢㱢㵮
䑖㵮䤤㿂㨯䜙
䤤㵮㭁䬺㱢
䰪㿂䅋䜙
㠯㿂㿂㷰”
䁦㿂
㠯㭁
㨯㿂䜙㬬㭁㡢㩈㠯䜙
䭺䜙㱢䧤㡿㱢䉥㠯㱢䧥㾛㺢䟒 㨯㠯 㠯䬫㨯㠯 䍧㿂䍧㱢䜙㠯䟒 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢 㨯㾛䀜㿂 䀜㩈䧥䧥㱢䜙㾛㺢 㡿㵮㿂䧥㩈䉥㱢䧥 㨯 㺢㱢㾛㾛㿂䅋 䀜㭁䤤㭁㾛 䁦㵮㿂䍧 㠯䬫㱢㭁㵮 䬫㨯䜙䧥䟒 㡿㵮㿂䝳㱢䉥㠯㭁䜙䤤 㭁㠯 㭁䜙 㠯䬫㱢 䀜㨯䍧㱢 䍧㨯䜙䜙㱢㵮㷰
䬺䬫㱢 㠯䅋㿂 㺢㱢㾛㾛㿂䅋 䀜㭁䤤㭁㾛䀜 䉥㿂㾛㾛㭁䧥㱢䧥 㭁䜙 䍧㭁䧥䝦㨯㭁㵮䟒 㭁䜙䀜㠯㨯䜙㠯㾛㺢 䤤㱢䜙㱢㵮㨯㠯㭁䜙䤤 㨯 㾛㿂㩈䧥 㱢䧤㡿㾛㿂䀜㭁㿂䜙—㠯䬫㱢 㵮㱢䀜㩈㾛㠯㭁䜙䤤 䀜䬫㿂䉥䰪䅋㨯䈍㱢 䁦㵮㿂䍧 㠯䬫㱢 䀜㡿㱢㾛㾛’䀜 䧥㱢䀜㠯㵮㩈䉥㠯㭁㿂䜙 䀜㡿㵮㱢㨯䧥䟒 䉥㨯㩈䀜㭁䜙䤤 䧥㱢䁂㵮㭁䀜 㠯㿂 㵮㨯㭁䜙 䧥㿂䅋䜙 䁦㵮㿂䍧 㠯䬫㱢 䉥䬫㨯䍧䁂㱢㵮 䉥㱢㭁㾛㭁䜙䤤 㨯㠯 㠯䬫㱢 䁂㿂㠯㠯㿂䍧 㿂䁦 㠯䬫㱢 䅋㱢㾛㾛䁹
䡑㿂㩈
㭁㠯䬫㾛䀜㺢䤤㾛
㭁㠯䀜䬫
䧥㿂㱢䅋㵮䜙䁦
㠯㨯
䍧䁹䍧㿂䜙㱢㠯
㩈㭁䃰
“䬺䬫㩈䜙䧥㱢㵮 䑖㩈䰪㱢’䀜 䢷㩈㵮䀜㱢䁹䁹䁹 䬫㿂䅋 䉥㨯䜙 㺢㿂㩈㷰” 㡢㿂 㡢㿂 㱢䧤䉥㾛㨯㭁䍧㱢䧥 㭁䜙 䀜䬫㿂䉥䰪䁹
㤍䜙 䑖㨯㿂㭁䀜㠯 㡢㨯䤤㭁䉥䟒 䧥㭁䁦䁦㱢㵮㱢䜙㠯 䀜㱢䉥㠯䀜 䬫㨯䈍㱢 㠯䬫㱢㭁㵮 㩈䜙㭁㼋㩈㱢 䬺䬫㩈䜙䧥㱢㵮 䬺㱢䉥䬫䜙㭁㼋㩈㱢䀜䟒 䅋㭁㠯䬫 䀜㡿㱢䉥㭁㨯㾛㭁㥿㱢䧥 䍧㭁䜙䧥䀜㱢㠯䀜 㨯䜙䧥 䍧㱢㠯䬫㿂䧥䀜 㠯䬫㨯㠯 㨯㵮㱢 䜙㿂㠯 䀜㭁䍧㡿㾛㺢 㵮㱢㡿㾛㭁䉥㨯㠯㱢䧥 㠯䬫㵮㿂㩈䤤䬫 䍧㨯䜙㨯 䀜㭁䍧㩈㾛㨯㠯㭁㿂䜙䁹
䬫㱢㠯
䉥㿂䧥㾛㩈
㠯䬫㱢
䀜㱢㱢䜙䀜
㠯㿂䅋
䰪䜙㨯㭁
䬫㠯㠯㨯
㨯䅋䀜
䍧䟒㿂㱢㠯䍧䜙
㵮䑖䜙㨯䤤㿂
㱢䬺㭁䜙䬫䉥㼋㩈㱢
䤤㨯䤤㱢䜙㭁㿴䧥㵮
㿂㠯
㠯㱢䬫
䀜㱢㠯㵮㡢㨯
㠯㱢䬫
㡢㿂
㭁—㨯㨯䍧㨯䜙㵮䁦㭁䧥㾛
㱢㿂䀜㿂䍧䬫䅋
㿂㾛㭁䧥㾛䧥䟒䉥㱢
㱢䜙䬺㵮䬫䧥㩈
㡢㿂
䬺䀜㿂㭁㠯㨯
㱢䤤䬺㵮㭁
䧥䬺䜙㵮㩈㱢䬫
䬫䀜㠯㭁
䍧㨯㨯䜙
䀜㨯䅋
㺢㾛䉥㾛㱢㵮㨯
䢷㩈䀜䀜㵮㱢
䰪㩈’䀜䑖㱢
㿂䁦
㩈㿂㾛㱢䧥䜙䧥㺢㩈䁂㠯
㱢䜙䬫䅋
㿂䁦
䤤㿂㡿䀜㡿䜙㭁㿂
㱢䬫
㭁䬫䀜
㠯㨯
㷰㿂䅋䜙
㨯㠯䜙䜙㭁㡢䟒㿂㩈
“䬺䬫㱢 䬺䬫㩈䜙䧥㱢㵮 䬺㱢䉥䬫䜙㭁㼋㩈㱢 㿂䁦 㠯䬫㱢 䬺㨯㿂㭁䀜㠯 㡢㨯䀜㠯㱢㵮 㭁䀜 䜙㿂㠯 䬫㨯㵮䧥 㠯㿂 㾛㱢㨯㵮䜙䟒” 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢 䉥㾛㨯䀜㡿㱢䧥 㠯䬫㱢㭁㵮 䬫㨯䜙䧥䀜䟒 㵮㱢䈍㱢㨯㾛㭁䜙䤤 㨯 䧥㿂㥿㱢䜙 㺢㱢㾛㾛㿂䅋 䀜㭁䤤㭁㾛䀜 䁂㱢㠯䅋㱢㱢䜙 㠯䬫㱢㭁㵮 㡿㨯㾛䍧䀜㷰
㐿㾛㱢䉥㠯㵮㭁䉥㭁㠯㺢 䉥㵮㨯䉥䰪㾛㱢䧥 㭁䜙 㠯䬫㱢 㨯㭁㵮䟒 㨯䜙䧥 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢’䀜 㭁䍧㡿㿂䀜㭁䜙䤤 䍧㨯䜙䜙㱢㵮 䅋㨯䀜 㿂䈍㱢㵮䅋䬫㱢㾛䍧㭁䜙䤤䟒 “䬺䬫㱢 䝲㵮㱢㨯㠯 䬺䬫㩈䜙䧥㱢㵮 䑖㩈䰪㱢’䀜 䢷㩈㵮䀜㱢䁹䁹䁹 㾛㱢㠯’䀜 䀜㱢㱢 㭁䁦 㺢㿂㩈’䈍㱢 䍧㨯䀜㠯㱢㵮㱢䧥 㭁㠯 䅋㱢㾛㾛㷰”
㠯䬫㱢
䜙㠯㩈㿂䜙㨯㡢㭁
㨯㠯㿂㾛䍧䀜
䤤㩻㿂䜙㾛㿂
㠯㱢㾛䧥㱢㡿㱢䧥
㱢䀜㱢䍧㱢䧥
㨯㠯
䜙㨯㭁㠯㾛䁦㺢
㠯䝲㱢㵮㨯
㿂䜙
㡢㿂
㵮䜙㩈㱢䤤㠯䉥䜙㿂㭁
䤤㵮㭁㠯㠯㱢䧥
䬫㭁䀜
㾛䀜䀜䜙㨯䍧㨯㭁㠯
䬫㭁䀜
㿂䁦
㠯㾛䁦㱢
㷰㿂䀜䍧㱢㾛㡿䀜㭁䁂㭁
䬫㠯㱢
䀜㭁䬫
㿂㱢㩈䜙䟒䝳㵮㺢
䜙㨯䧥
䢷䀜㵮㩈㱢
㨯㿂䧥㱢㱢䬫䁦㵮䁹
㭁㾛㽣䟒㨯㾛
㨯㩈䤤䤤㱢㾛䤤
䟒䬫㱢㠯㱢㠯
䍧㠯㿂䀜
䅋㱢㨯䀜㠯
㱢䜙㵮䬫䬺㩈䧥
䬫䀜㭁
㿂㡢
㱢㨯䜙㭁㨯㡿㡿㵮䤤
䬫㭁㩻㠯
䰪䑖㩈’㱢䀜
㭁㩈䤤㵮䜙䧥
㨟㩈㠯 䝳㩈䀜㠯 㠯䬫㱢䜙䟒 㨯 䀜䜙㨯㡿㡿㭁䜙䤤 䀜㿂㩈䜙䧥 䅋㨯䀜 䬫㱢㨯㵮䧥䁹
㡢㿂 㡢㿂 䅋㨯䀜 䀜㠯㨯㵮㠯㾛㱢䧥䟒 䅋䬫㭁㾛㱢 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢’䀜 䝲㵮㱢㨯㠯 䬺䬫㩈䜙䧥㱢㵮 䑖㩈䰪㱢’䀜 䢷㩈㵮䀜㱢 䀜㱢㱢䍧㱢䧥 㠯㿂 䁦㨯㾛㠯㱢㵮䟒 㠯䬫㱢 㺢㱢㾛㾛㿂䅋 䀜㭁䤤㭁㾛䀜 䅋㱢㵮㱢 㩈䜙㱢䧤㡿㱢䉥㠯㱢䧥㾛㺢 䁂㩈㵮䜙㭁䜙䤤 㠯䬫㱢䍧䀜㱢㾛䈍㱢䀜䁹”
㭁䜙
䤤㩈㱢㭁㵮䁦
䅋䬫㭁㱢㾛
㿂䀜䜙㠯䍧䜙㨯䬫䁹㭁䀜㠯㱢
㠯䧥㨯㱢䀜㵮
䃰䟒㭁㩈
㿂䧥㨯㠯㵮䅋
㱢䬺䬫
㡢㿂
㿂㡢
㠯䉥㭁㭁㾛䜙䀜㺢䈍䜙㭁㱢㠯
㩈䀜㠯㿂㱢䍧㭁䀜㺢㵮
㿂㩈䡑
㿂㿂䧥㱢㾛䰪
“㤍 䬫㨯䈍㱢䜙’㠯 䀜㱢㱢䜙 㨯 䬺㨯㿂㭁䀜㠯 䧥㩈㱢㾛 䁂㱢䁦㿂㵮㱢䟒 㤍’䍧 㭁䜙䧥㱢㱢䧥 㼋㩈㭁㠯㱢 㭁䜙㠯㱢㵮㱢䀜㠯㱢䧥䁹䁹䁹 㨟㩈㠯䟒 䉥㿂㩈㾛䧥 㺢㿂㩈 䜙㿂㠯 䧥㿂 㭁㠯 䬫㱢㵮㱢㬬”
䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈 䀜㨯㭁䧥 䉥㨯㾛䍧㾛㺢䟒 “䑖㿂䜙’㠯 㺢㿂㩈 㠯䬫㭁䜙䰪 䧥㩈㱢㾛㭁䜙䤤 㭁䜙䧥㿂㿂㵮䀜 㭁䀜 㨯 䈍㱢㵮㺢 㭁㵮㵮㱢䀜㡿㿂䜙䀜㭁䁂㾛㱢 㠯䬫㭁䜙䤤㬬 㩻䬫㿂 䅋㭁㾛㾛 䉥㿂䍧㡿㱢䜙䀜㨯㠯㱢 䁦㿂㵮 㠯䬫㱢 䧥㨯䍧㨯䤤㱢䧥 㭁㠯㱢䍧䀜㬬”
㨯
㭁䁦㵮㩈䤤㱢
㱢䬫㠯
㠯䉥㿂䀜䀜
㵮䀜㿂㠯㱢㩈㺢䀜䍧㭁
㭁䉥䁹㿂㱢䈍
䜙㭁
“䤤䧥䜙㱢㭁㡢䧥㾛
㡿䉥㵮㱢䟒㭁”
䀜䧥㨯㭁
㱢䧥㱢㡿
“㤍 䝳㩈䀜㠯 䀜㨯㭁䧥䟒 䧥㿂䜙’㠯 䁦㭁䤤䬫㠯 㭁䜙䧥㿂㿂㵮䀜 㠯䬫㱢䜙䁹” 䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈 䀜䬫㿂㿂䰪 䬫㭁䀜 䬫㱢㨯䧥䟒 “㤍 䧥㭁䧥䜙’㠯 䍧㱢㨯䜙 㠯㿂 㭁䜙㠯㱢㵮䈍㱢䜙㱢䁹䁹䁹 䀻䍧䍧䟒 㭁㠯’䀜 䍧㺢 䁦㨯㩈㾛㠯 䁦㿂㵮 䧥㨯䍧㨯䤤㭁䜙䤤 㺢㿂㩈㵮 㠯䬫㭁䜙䤤䀜䟒 㤍’㾛㾛 䉥㿂䍧㡿㱢䜙䀜㨯㠯㱢 㺢㿂㩈䁹”
䡦䀜 䀜㿂㿂䜙 㨯䀜 䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈’䀜 䈍㿂㭁䉥㱢 䁦㱢㾛㾛䟒 㠯䬫㿂䀜㱢 㺢㱢㾛㾛㿂䅋 䀜㭁䤤㭁㾛 㡿㨯㡿㱢㵮䀜 㠯䬫㨯㠯 䅋㱢㵮㱢 㨯㩈㠯㿂䍧㨯㠯㭁䉥㨯㾛㾛㺢 䁂㩈㵮䜙㭁䜙䤤 㭁䜙㠯㿂 㨯䀜䬫㱢䀜䟒 䍧㭁㵮㨯䉥㩈㾛㿂㩈䀜㾛㺢 䁂㱢䤤㨯䜙 㠯㿂 䤤㨯㠯䬫㱢㵮 㭁䜙 㠯䬫㱢 㨯㭁㵮䁹
䧥䁂䜙㵮㨯
㭁㠯㱢䍧
䁦㵮䍧㿂
㨯
㱢㿂䬫䀜㠯
䬫㠯䜙㭁㭁䅋
䍧㺢䀜㱢㿂㭁㠯䀜㵮㩈
㠯㱢䬫䍧
䅋䜙㱢
䁂㨯䰪䉥
㱢㡿䀜㵮㨯㡿
䀜㾛㭁㭁䤤
䬫㱢䬺
㠯䀜䟒㠯㨯㱢
䀜䁦䤤㱢㭁㩈’㵮
㠯䬫㱢
㵮䀜㠯㱢䜙㨯䜙䍧
㱢㭁䁹䧥䀜
䧥㠯㭁㨯䉥㿂䜙㱢䜙
䟒㱢䈍㱢㵮㱢㵮䀜
㨯㵮䜙㠯䜙䍧䀜㿂㵮䤤䁦㭁
㩈䁂䧥㵮䜙㱢
䅋㺢㾛㿂㾛㱢
䁦㺢㭁䜙㾛㨯㾛
㠯㿂
㿂㠯
㩈䜙䜙䤤㵮㠯㵮㱢㭁
㱢䍧㱢㱢䀜䧥
㠯㿂
“䬺䬫㱢㵮㱢’䀜 㡿㾛㱢䜙㠯㺢 㿂䁦 㿂㡿㱢䜙 䀜㡿㨯䉥㱢 㿂㩈㠯䀜㭁䧥㱢 㠯䬫㭁䀜 䍧㨯䜙䀜㭁㿂䜙䁹” 䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈 䉥㨯䀜㩈㨯㾛㾛㺢 䀜㨯㭁䧥䟒 “㨟㩈㠯 㭁䁦 㠯䬫㱢 䀜㿂㩈䜙䧥 㿂䁦 㺢㿂㩈㵮 䧥㩈㱢㾛 㭁䀜 㼋㩈㭁㠯㱢 㾛㿂㩈䧥䟒 㤍 䀜㠯㭁㾛㾛 䀜㩈䤤䤤㱢䀜㠯 㺢㿂㩈 䤤㿂 㨯 䁂㭁㠯 䁦㩈㵮㠯䬫㱢㵮 㨯䅋㨯㺢䁹 䡦䁦㠯㱢㵮 㨯㾛㾛䟒 䧥㭁䀜㠯㩈㵮䁂㭁䜙䤤 㡿㱢㿂㡿㾛㱢’䀜 䧥㵮㱢㨯䍧䀜 㭁䀜 㨯㾛䀜㿂 㨯䜙 㩈䜙㱢㠯䬫㭁䉥㨯㾛 㨯䉥㠯䁹”
㨟㩈㠯 㨯㠯 㠯䬫㭁䀜 䍧㿂䍧㱢䜙㠯䟒 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢 䀜㩈䧥䧥㱢䜙㾛㺢 㵮㱢㨯䉥䬫㱢䧥 㿂㩈㠯 㨯䜙䧥 䉥㿂㾛㾛㱢䉥㠯㱢䧥 㠯䬫㿂䀜㱢 㺢㱢㾛㾛㿂䅋 䀜㭁䤤㭁㾛 㡿㨯㡿㱢㵮䀜 㭁䜙㠯㿂 䬫㭁䀜 䬫㨯䜙䧥䁹 㨞㩈䀜㠯 㨯䀜 㡢㿂 㡢㿂 䅋㨯䀜 㠯㱢䜙䀜㱢䧥䟒 䅋㿂䜙䧥㱢㵮㭁䜙䤤 㭁䁦 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢 䅋㨯䀜 㨯䁂㿂㩈㠯 㠯㿂 㩈䀜㱢 㠯䬫㱢 䝲㵮㱢㨯㠯 䬺䬫㩈䜙䧥㱢㵮 䑖㩈䰪㱢’䀜 䢷㩈㵮䀜㱢 㨯䤤㨯㭁䜙䟒 䬫㱢 䀜䅋㭁䁦㠯㾛㺢 㵮㱢㠯㵮㱢㨯㠯㱢䧥 䅋㭁㠯䬫㿂㩈㠯 㨯 䀜㿂㩈䜙䧥䁹
㱢䁦㠯㷰㾛
㤍䜙
㺢㱢䟒㱢
㩈䤤䁦㱢㵮㭁
䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜
䀜䝳㠯㩈
㿂㡢
㠯䀜㠯㱢㾛䤤䀜䬫㭁
䜙䍧㨯䀜㱢䟒
㠯㱢䬫
㱢㠯䬫
㡢㿂
䜙㿂䉥䧥’㩈㾛㠯
㵮䬫㨯㠯㨯㿂㵮㺢㭁㠯㾛䁦㵮䧥䅋䤤䀜
䬫㠯㱢
㱢䤤㩈䁹㵮䁹䁹㭁䁦
㭁䬫㩻䬫䉥
㱢䜙䈍㱢
䁦㾛䜙㩈㿂䉥㠯㩈㨯㠯㭁
㨯䜙
䬫㠯㱢
㾛䜙䁂㭁䰪
䁦㿂
䀜㿂䍧䀜㩈㱢㭁㵮㺢㠯
䁦㵮㿂䍧
䍧㨯䜙㨯
㱢㾛䁦㱢
㡓㵮 㡿㱢㵮䬫㨯㡿䀜䁹䁹䁹 㱢䀜䉥㨯㡿㱢䧥㷰
䭺䜙䧥㱢㵮 㠯䬫㱢 㭁䜙䉥㵮㱢䧥㭁䁂㾛㱢 䀜䰪㭁㾛㾛 㿂䁦 㠯䬫㱢 䀜㱢䜙㭁㿂㵮㷰
㠯㿂㭁㡿䜙
䀜䬫㭁㠯
㠯㿂
㡢㿂
㨯㠯
㾛㿂㿂䰪䧥㱢
㿂㩈㺢
㨯㠯
㿂㩈㭁㱢㠯㬬䜙䜙”䉥
䧥㿂
㭁㠯䧥㱢䜙䜙
㩈䟒㺢㿂
䜙䧥”䡦
㿂㩈䡑
䃰㭁㩈
䁹㿂㡢
㡢㿂 㡢㿂 䬫㩈㵮㵮㭁㱢䧥㾛㺢 䉥㨯㾛䍧㱢䧥 䬫㭁䀜 䍧㨯䜙㨯 㨯䜙䧥 䀜䅋㨯㾛㾛㿂䅋㱢䧥䟒 “䒢㱢䜙㭁㿂㵮䟒 㤍 䧥㿂䜙’㠯 㾛㭁䰪㱢 䁦㭁䤤䬫㠯㭁䜙䤤 㭁䜙䧥㿂㿂㵮䀜 㱢㭁㠯䬫㱢㵮䁹䁹䁹”
䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈 䀜㨯㭁䧥 䉥㨯㾛䍧㾛㺢䟒 “㤍 䅋㨯䀜䜙’㠯 䬫㱢㾛㡿㭁䜙䤤 㺢㿂㩈 㱢㭁㠯䬫㱢㵮䟒 㭁㠯’䀜 䝳㩈䀜㠯 㠯䬫㨯㠯 㤍 䬫㨯䈍㱢 䀜㿂䍧㱢 䉥㿂䜙䜙㱢䉥㠯㭁㿂䜙 㠯㿂 㠯䬫㭁䀜 㡿㾛㨯䉥㱢䟒 㨯䜙䧥 㤍 䧥㿂䜙’㠯 㾛㭁䰪㱢 䀜㱢㱢㭁䜙䤤 㭁㠯 䉥㨯䀜㩈㨯㾛㾛㺢 䧥㨯䍧㨯䤤㱢䧥䁹 㩻䬫㨯㠯 䬫㨯㡿㡿㱢䜙䀜 䜙㱢䧤㠯 䧥㱢㡿㱢䜙䧥䀜 㿂䜙 㺢㿂㩈㵮 㿂䅋䜙 䁦㨯㠯㱢䁹”
䜙䧥㺢㱢㿂䁂㠯㾛㭁㱢
㡢㿂
㿂㡢
㿂䁹䜙䧥䧥㱢䧥
䬘㱢㵮䬫㨯㡿䀜 㭁䁦 㠯䬫㭁䀜 䀜㱢䜙㭁㿂㵮 䉥㿂㩈㾛䧥 㨯䀜䀜㭁䀜㠯 䬫㭁䍧䟒 㠯䬫㱢 㠯㵮㿂㩈䁂㾛㱢䀜 㿂䁦 㠯䬫㱢 䬘㱢䜙䤤㾛㨯㭁 䢷㿂䜙䁦㱢㵮㱢䜙䉥㱢 䍧㭁䤤䬫㠯 䁂㱢 㱢㨯䀜㭁㾛㺢 㵮㱢䀜㿂㾛䈍㱢䧥䁹䁹䁹 㨟㩈㠯 䁦㿂㵮 䀜㿂䍧㱢 㵮㱢㨯䀜㿂䜙䟒 㡢㿂 㡢㿂 䁦㱢㾛㠯 㠯䬫㱢 䀜㱢䜙㭁㿂㵮 䬫㨯䧥 䜙㿂 䀜㩈䉥䬫 㭁䜙㠯㱢䜙㠯㭁㿂䜙䁹
䀻㱢 䬫㨯䧥 䜙㿂 䧥㱢䀜㭁㵮㱢 㠯㿂 䁦㭁䤤䬫㠯 䁦㿂㵮 㠯䬫㱢 㤍䍧㡿㱢㵮㭁㨯㾛 㐿䧥㭁䉥㠯䟒 䜙㿂㵮 䧥㭁䧥 䬫㱢 㡿㾛㨯䜙 㠯㿂 㨯䀜䀜㭁䀜㠯 䬫㭁䍧䟒 䀜㱢㱢䍧㭁䜙䤤㾛㺢 㭁䜙㠯㱢䜙䧥㭁䜙䤤 㿂䜙㾛㺢 㠯㿂 㿂䁂䀜㱢㵮䈍㱢䁹
㠯㭁䬫䅋
㠯㨯䅋䜙
䀜㵮䁂㨯䰪㱢䟒
㿂㠯
䅋㭁䬫㠯
䀜㠯㵮㱢
䁦㨯㾛㭁䍧㺢
“䁹䧥㱢㵮㩈䀜䁹䀜䁹㨯
㤍㾛㾛’
䅋䜙㨯䧥
㱢㱢㾛㨯䈍
㿂㡢
䍧”㭁㠯䁹㱢
‘㿂㠯䧥䜙
㤍
䜙㿂㱢䉥
䜙䤤㩻㨯
㩈䉥㿂㵮䉥
㨯䧥䀜㭁
㾛䟒㾛㨯
‘䀜㨯䜙䀜㩈䬫䑖
㿂㡢
䬫㨯䅋㠯
㨯
䑊䜙䬫䁹㨯
㱢㨯㱢㡿㡿䧥䜙䬫
㭁㵮䟒㱢”㿂䒢䜙
㱢䀜㾛㱢䬘㨯
䁦”㱢㠯㵮䡦
㺢㿂㭁㾛䀜㱢㵮䀜䟒㩈
㱢䧥䀜䜙䉥㿂
䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈 䜙㿂䧥䧥㱢䧥䁹
㡢㿂 㡢㿂 㨯㠯 㠯䬫㭁䀜 䍧㿂䍧㱢䜙㠯 䤤㾛㨯䜙䉥㱢䧥 㨯㠯 䑊䬫㨯䜙 㨯䜙䧥 㠯䬫㱢䜙 㨯䀜䰪㱢䧥䟒 “䒢㱢䜙㭁㿂㵮䁹䁹䁹 㩻䬫㨯㠯 䧥㿂 㺢㿂㩈 㠯䬫㭁䜙䰪 䑊䬫㨯䜙’䀜 䁦㩈㠯㩈㵮㱢 䅋㭁㾛㾛 䁂㱢 㾛㭁䰪㱢㬬”
㨯㱢䧥䧥䜙㵮䀜㠯㩈䜙
㱢䈍䜙㱢
“㤍
㨯㾛㱢䁂
㵮㿂㩈㺢
㿂㿂䰪䀜䬫
㡿㱢㱢㾛㿂㡿
㭁䃰㩈
㩈㿂㭁㿂”䀜䀜㠯䁹䜙㾛
㱢䬫䍧㠯䧥㿂䀜
㨯㱢䧥䟒䬫
㭁䀜䬫
䧥㨯䝦䍧㨯㱢䍧䜙䟒
䡑㩈㿂
䅋㱢㵮㱢
㿂㠯
㿂䬫㾛䀜㩈䧥
㿂䧥㠯’䜙
䁦䜙㭁䧥
䬫㠯㱢㱢㵮
㵮㨯㱢
䀜㿂䍧㱢
㾛㩈䈍㭁㭁㿂䜙㨯㠯㠯䉥
㭁䀜㱢䀜㩈䟒䀜
㭁䜙㭁㠯㭁㨯㾛㾛㺢
㨟㠯”㩈
㭁䁦
㩈䉥㠯㭁䟒䜙㨯㿂䈍”㾛㭁㠯
䉥㭁䀜㱢䜙
㱢䁂
㡢㿂 㡢㿂 㡿㿂䜙䧥㱢㵮㱢䧥䟒 㠯䬫㱢䜙 䧥㱢㱢㡿㾛㺢 䁂㿂䅋㱢䧥 㠯㿂 㠯䬫㱢 䀜㱢䜙㭁㿂㵮䟒 䁂㩈㠯 䅋䬫㱢䜙 䬫㱢 㵮㨯㭁䀜㱢䧥 䬫㭁䀜 䬫㱢㨯䧥䟒 䬫㱢 䉥㿂㩈㾛䧥 䜙㿂 㾛㿂䜙䤤㱢㵮 䀜㱢㱢 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䀜㱢䜙㭁㿂㵮䁹
“䑖㨯䍧䜙 㭁㠯䁹䁹䁹 㤍 䁦㿂㵮䤤㿂㠯 㠯㿂 㨯䀜䰪 㠯䬫㱢 䀜㱢䜙㭁㿂㵮’䀜 䜙㨯䍧㱢 㨯䤤㨯㭁䜙 㠯䬫㭁䀜 㠯㭁䍧㱢㷰”
䁹䁹䁹
䁹䁹䁹
䬺䬫㱢 䀜䬫㨯䧥㿂䅋 䝳㩈䍧㡿㱢䧥 㨯䍧㿂䜙䤤 㠯䬫㱢 㠯㵮㱢㱢䀜䟒 㼋㩈㭁䉥䰪㾛㺢 㡿㨯䀜䀜㭁䜙䤤 㠯䬫㵮㿂㩈䤤䬫 㨯 䀜䍧㨯㾛㾛 䁦㿂㵮㱢䀜㠯䟒 㨯䜙䧥 䁦㭁䜙㨯㾛㾛㺢 䉥㨯䍧㱢 㠯㿂 㨯 䀜㠯㵮㱢㨯䍧䁹
㿂䁦
㱢㭁䧥䜙䧥㱢
㠯䬫㱢
䀜䬺䬫㭁
㨯䅋䀜
㾛䁹㱢䅋㾛
㱢㠯䬫
㿂㠯䁂㠯䍧㿂
㠯㨯
䬫㱢㠯
䬫㠯㠯㨯
㱢㭁㩈㵮䁦䤤
㩈䀜㵮㠯㺢㱢㭁䍧㿂䀜
㵮㱢㨯㡿䧥㱢㡿㨯
㺢㩈䧥䜙䧥䀜㱢㾛
䉥㠯䜙䜙㱢㭁㨯
䭺䜙䧥㱢㵮 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㿂㿂䜙㾛㭁䤤䬫㠯’䀜 䤤㾛㿂䅋䟒 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢 䜙㿂䅋 䀜㨯㠯 䉥㵮㿂䀜䀜䝦㾛㱢䤤䤤㱢䧥 㿂䜙 㨯 㵮㿂䉥䰪 䁂㺢 㠯䬫㱢 䀜㠯㵮㱢㨯䍧䟒 䉥㨯㵮㱢䁦㩈㾛㾛㺢 㱢䧤㨯䍧㭁䜙㭁䜙䤤 㠯䬫㱢 䀜㠯㨯䉥䰪 㿂䁦 㺢㱢㾛㾛㿂䅋 䀜㭁䤤㭁㾛 㡿㨯㡿㱢㵮䀜 㭁䜙 䬫㭁䀜 䬫㨯䜙䧥䁹
“䑖㿂㱢䀜䜙’㠯 䀜㱢㱢䍧 㾛㭁䰪㱢 㨯䜙 㭁㾛㾛㩈䀜㭁㿂䜙䁹䁹䁹” 䬺䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢 䍧㩈㠯㠯㱢㵮㱢䧥䟒 “㨟㩈㠯 㭁䁦 㭁㠯’䀜 䜙㿂㠯 㨯䜙 㭁㾛㾛㩈䀜㭁㿂䜙䁹䁹䁹 䢷㨯䜙 䀜㿂䍧㱢㿂䜙㱢 㨯䉥㠯㩈㨯㾛㾛㺢 䀜䬫㨯㠯㠯㱢㵮 㨯䜙䧥 㵮㱢䀜㠯㿂㵮㱢 㠯䬫㭁䜙䤤䀜 㭁䜙 㠯䬫㭁䀜 䅋㿂㵮㾛䧥㬬”
䁂㺢
䤤㾛㿂䜙㵮㨯㭁㭁
㱢䧤㡿㱢㨯㭁䧥㾛䜙
㱢䀜㨯䀜䬫
㭁㿂㠯䀜㱢㵮㵮䤤䜙
㭁䍧䀜㡿㺢㾛
䬫䬺㱢
㡿㵮䉥㭁㱢䜙㭁䀜㾛㡿
㠯㨯䀜䑖㭁㿂
䤤䉥㡢㨯䁹㭁
䈍㭁㿂䈍䜙㱢㾛䧥
䜙㡿㭁㭁䉥䤤㱢
䜙㨯㠯䜙䉥㿂
㱢䁂
㱢䬫㵮㱢
㱢㱢䤤䬫㿂㠯㵮㠯
䁂㩈㠯
䁹䀜㠯㨯㱢䁹䁹㠯
㱢㵮䀜䬫㨯㠯㠯㱢䧥
㱢㱢䜙䈍
㿂㠯
㤍䀜㠯’
㵮䬫㭁㱢㠯
㭁䟒䀜䬫䤤䜙㠯
㠯㿂䜙
“㩻䬫㺢 䉥㨯䜙’㠯 㤍 㡿㵮㱢䧥㭁䉥㠯 㠯䬫㭁䀜 㡿㱢㵮䀜㿂䜙’䀜 㱢䧤㭁䀜㠯㱢䜙䉥㱢䁹䁹䁹” 䬺䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢 䀜㩈䧥䧥㱢䜙㾛㺢 䀜㡿㨯㠯 㨯 䍧㿂㩈㠯䬫䁦㩈㾛 㿂䁦 䁂㾛㿂㿂䧥䟒 䤤㵮㱢㨯㠯㾛㺢 䀜䬫㿂䉥䰪㱢䧥䟒 “䢷㱢㾛㱢䀜㠯㭁㨯㾛 䉥㿂䜙䉥㱢㨯㾛䍧㱢䜙㠯䁹䁹䁹 䢷㱢㾛㱢䀜㠯㭁㨯㾛 䉥㿂䜙䉥㱢㨯㾛䍧㱢䜙㠯 㭁䀜 䬫㭁䧥㭁䜙䤤 㠯䬫㭁䀜 㡿㱢㵮䀜㿂䜙’䀜 㱢䧤㭁䀜㠯㱢䜙䉥㱢㬬 䀻㿂䅋 㭁䀜 㭁㠯 㡿㿂䀜䀜㭁䁂㾛㱢㷰”
䬺䬫㱢 䉥㿂㾛䧥 䅋㭁䜙䧥 䁂㾛㱢䅋䟒 㨯䜙䧥 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢 䁦㱢㾛㠯 㨯 䉥䬫㭁㾛㾛 䉥㵮㱢㱢㡿㭁䜙䤤 㩈㡿 䬫㭁䀜 䁂㨯䉥䰪䟒 㨯䜙 㱢㱢㵮㭁㱢 䀜㱢䜙䀜㨯㠯㭁㿂䜙 䬫㱢 䬫㨯䧥 䜙㱢䈍㱢㵮 㱢䜙䉥㿂㩈䜙㠯㱢㵮㱢䧥 䁂㱢䁦㿂㵮㱢䁹 㨞㩈䀜㠯 㠯䬫㱢䜙䟒 㨯 㡿䬫㿂䜙㱢 㵮㭁䜙䤤 䀜㩈䧥䧥㱢䜙㾛㺢 䀜㿂㩈䜙䧥㱢䧥 䁦㵮㿂䍧 䬫㭁䀜 䁂㿂䧥㺢䁹
㵮㡓
㭁䀜
㠯㱢䬫
㨯㠯㭁㿂䀜䑖
㭁䀜
㿡㨯㿂
䉥㿂㿂䜙䀜䀜䡦㨯㬬㭁㭁㠯
䀜㠯㬬䬫㭁
䜙㭁㨯㿂䀜㭁㠯䀜䡦㿂䉥
䀜䅋㵮䧥㱢䜙㨯㱢
䟒㿂䬫㱢䜙㡿
䬫䬺㱢
䬫㩻”㠯㨯㬬
㱢䬺䬫
㠯㬬”㭁
㩻㨯”㠯䬫
㠯䀜㩈㺢㵮㱢㭁㿂䀜䍧
㭁䤤㵮㩈㱢䁦
㱢㠯䜙䍧㱢㨯㠯㠯㬬”䀜
䈍䧥㭁㭁㠯㱢㱢䉥㵮
㵮㿂
䬫䀜㱢㩻㿂
㭁㠯䝳㿂䜙
㵮㱢㭁䬫㠯
㱢䬫㠯
䬺䬫㱢 䈍㿂㭁䉥㱢 㿂䜙 㠯䬫㱢 㿂㠯䬫㱢㵮 㱢䜙䧥 㿂䁦 㠯䬫㱢 㡿䬫㿂䜙㱢 䬫㩈㵮㵮㭁㱢䧥㾛㺢 䀜㨯㭁䧥䟒 “䡎㱢㭁㠯䬫㱢㵮㷰 䬺䬫㱢 䀜㠯㨯㠯㱢䍧㱢䜙㠯 䅋㨯䀜 㭁䀜䀜㩈㱢䧥 䁂㺢 㙨㩈㨯䜙㺢㩈㨯䜙 䬘㨯㾛㨯䉥㱢䁹䁹䁹 㤍㠯’䀜 䀜㨯㭁䧥 㠯㿂 䁂㱢 䡑㿂䜙䤤 㙨㭁㵮㩈㿂’䀜 㭁䜙䀜㠯㵮㩈䉥㠯㭁㿂䜙 㨯䜙䧥 䬫㨯䀜 㨯㾛㵮㱢㨯䧥㺢 㵮㱢䉥㱢㭁䈍㱢䧥 㨯㡿㡿㵮㿂䈍㨯㾛 䁦㵮㿂䍧 㠯䬫㱢 ‘䒢㡿㱢䉥㭁㨯㾛 䡎㨯㠯㭁㿂䜙㨯㾛 䡑㨯䜙䧥 䡦䧥䍧㭁䜙㭁䀜㠯㵮㨯㠯㭁㿂䜙 㨟㩈㵮㱢㨯㩈’䁹”
“㤍 㩈䜙䧥㱢㵮䀜㠯㨯䜙䧥䟒” 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㺢䀜㠯㱢㵮㭁㿂㩈䀜 䁦㭁䤤㩈㵮㱢 䀜㨯㭁䧥 㭁䜙 㨯 䧥㱢㱢㡿 䈍㿂㭁䉥㱢䟒 “䀻㿂㾛䧥 㿂䁦䁦 㿂䜙 㨯䜙㺢 㨯䉥㠯㭁㿂䜙 䁦㿂㵮 䜙㿂䅋䁹䁹䁹 㨟㱢䉥㨯㩈䀜㱢 㤍’䈍㱢 㱢䜙䉥㿂㩈䜙㠯㱢㵮㱢䧥 㿂䁂䀜㠯㵮㩈䉥㠯㭁㿂䜙䀜 䬫㱢㵮㱢 㨯䀜 䅋㱢㾛㾛䁹”
㱢㠯㱢䍧㾛䧥
㱢䬫䬺
㵮㩈㱢㺢㿂䀜㾛㾛㠯㱢
䀜䍧䜙㿂㨯䜙㭁
㿂㭁㠯䜙
䜙㭁
䍧㭁㠯㺢䀜䀜㱢㵮㿂㩈
㩈㵮䧥㱢䧥㠯䜙㭁
㠯㱢䬫
䬫㠯㱢
㿂㠯䀜䧥㿂
㱢䧥㱢䧥䜙
㵮㭁㩈䁦䤤㱢
㱢䬫㠯
㡿㩈䟒
㭁㠯㿂䜙
䤤㾛㱢䉥㨯䜙䧥
䧥䜙㭁㱢㿂㠯䉥㵮㭁
䬫㠯㱢
䁦㿂
䟒㨯㾛䉥㾛
㠯䬫䜙㱢
㠯㭁䬫䤤䁹䜙
䬫㱢
㭁㠯䬫䟒㠯㿂䜙䤤
䜙㨯䧥
䁹䁹䁹
㩻䬫㱢䜙 䧥㨯㺢 䁂㵮㿂䰪㱢䟒 䭺䜙䉥㾛㱢 㩻㩈 䉥㨯䍧㱢 㠯㿂 䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈’䀜 㵮㿂㿂䍧 㨯䜙䧥 䰪䜙㿂䉥䰪㱢䧥 㿂䜙 㠯䬫㱢 䧥㿂㿂㵮䟒 㭁䜙䁦㿂㵮䍧㭁䜙䤤 䬫㭁䍧 㠯䬫㨯㠯 䁂㵮㱢㨯䰪䁦㨯䀜㠯 䅋㨯䀜 㵮㱢㨯䧥㺢䁹
䟒㾛㠯㱢䁂㩈㵮
㩈㩻
㾛䜙䭺㱢䉥
䬫㿂㠯
㱢䬫㱢㵮
䧥㭁䜙䀜㿂䉥㠯㿂㭁䜙
㵮㠯㨯㱢䅋
㾛䟒㭁㱢㡿䀜䍧
㭁㱢䧥㱢䧥䜙
㿂䅋㱢䀜㠯䍧䬫㨯
㱢䬫
䬫㩈䤤㵮㠯䁂㿂
㨯䀜䅋
㿂䁦㵮
㱢㵮䅋㱢
䈍㱢㵮㺢
䀜㿂䍧㱢
㨯
㱢䈍䜙㱢
䜙䤤䬫䁹䀜㨯䅋㭁
㩈㠯㿂䤤䬫䬫
㵮㱢㿂㾛䀜㭁㡿䜙㱢䁂䀜
㾛㠯䀜㭁㾛
㠯㱢䬫
“䬺䬫㨯䜙䰪 㺢㿂㩈䟒” 䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈 㡿㿂㾛㭁㠯㱢㾛㺢 㨯䉥䉥㱢㡿㠯㱢䧥 㠯䬫㱢 䬫㿂㠯 䅋㨯㠯㱢㵮 䁦㵮㿂䍧 䭺䜙䉥㾛㱢 㩻㩈 䅋㭁㠯䬫 䁂㿂㠯䬫 䬫㨯䜙䧥䀜䟒 “䑖㭁䧥 㡓㾛䧥 㡢㨯䀜㠯㱢㵮 䒢㿂䜙䤤 䀜㾛㱢㱢㡿 䅋㱢㾛㾛 㾛㨯䀜㠯 䜙㭁䤤䬫㠯㬬”
“䬺䬫㱢 䍧㨯䀜㠯㱢㵮 䀜㾛㱢㡿㠯 䀜㿂㩈䜙䧥㾛㺢䟒 䧥㭁䧥䜙’㠯 䅋㨯䰪㱢 㩈㡿 䧥㩈㵮㭁䜙䤤 㠯䬫㱢 䜙㭁䤤䬫㠯䟒” 䭺䜙䉥㾛㱢 㩻㩈 䀜䍧㭁㾛㱢䧥 䀜㾛㭁䤤䬫㠯㾛㺢䟒 “䀻㱢 䝳㩈䀜㠯 䅋㿂䰪㱢 㩈㡿䟒 䅋㨯䀜䬫㭁䜙䤤 㩈㡿 䜙㿂䅋䟒 㨯䜙䧥 㾛㿂㿂䰪䀜 㼋㩈㭁㠯㱢 䤤㿂㿂䧥䁹”
䬺㨯'”䬫䀜㠯
㩈䃰㭁
㩈䡑㿂
䟒㭁㾛㱢䍧䀜䧥
㿂㩈㠯
㿂㩈㺢
䟒䬫㨯䧥㱢㨯
䁹㵮㾛”㿂㠯䬫䀜㺢
㿂䤤
㿂䧥㿂䤤”䟒
䬫䬺”㱢䜙
䉥㱢䍧㿂
‘㾛㤍㾛
“䭺䜙䧥㱢㵮䀜㠯㿂㿂䧥䟒 㿡㿂㩈䜙䤤 㡢㨯䀜㠯㱢㵮 䃰㭁㩈䟒” 䭺䜙䉥㾛㱢 㩻㩈 䜙㿂䧥䧥㱢䧥䟒 㠯䬫㱢䜙 㼋㩈㭁䉥䰪㾛㺢 㾛㱢䁦㠯䁹
䡦䁦㠯㱢㵮 䉥㾛㿂䀜㭁䜙䤤 㠯䬫㱢 䧥㿂㿂㵮䟒 䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈 䅋㨯㾛䰪㱢䧥 㠯㿂 㠯䬫㱢 㠯㨯䁂㾛㱢 㭁䜙 㠯䬫㱢 㵮㿂㿂䍧—㠯䬫㱢 㠯䬫㵮㱢㱢䝦䧥㭁䍧㱢䜙䀜㭁㿂䜙㨯㾛 䀜㠯㵮㩈䉥㠯㩈㵮㱢 䍧㨯㡿 㿂䁦 㠯䬫㱢 䒢㿂䜙䤤 䡦䜙䉥㱢䀜㠯㵮㨯㾛 㡢㨯䜙䀜㭁㿂䜙 㠯䬫㨯㠯 㱢䍧㱢㵮䤤㱢䧥 㾛㨯䀜㠯 䜙㭁䤤䬫㠯 䀜㠯㭁㾛㾛 㵮㱢䍧㨯㭁䜙㱢䧥䟒 䁂㩈㠯 䜙㿂䅋 㠯䬫㱢 㡿㾛㨯䉥㱢 㠯䬫㨯㠯 䅋㨯䀜 㨯㠯 㠯䬫㱢 䁂㿂㠯㠯㿂䍧 㿂䁦 㠯䬫㱢 㨯䜙䉥㭁㱢䜙㠯 䅋㱢㾛㾛 䅋㨯䀜 䈍㨯䉥㨯䜙㠯䁹
㵮䁂㿂㱢䁹䰪
䅋䬫㭁㠯
㿂㡢
㱢䅋䬫䜙
㡿䰪㱢㠯
㿂㡢
䜙䅋㨯䧥
㭁䬫䀜
㾛䤤㱢䜙䈍㭁㨯
䑊㨯䬫䜙
㿂䟒㱢㵮䀜䍧㭁㡿
䡑㩈㿂 䃰㭁㩈 䅋㨯䈍㱢䧥 㠯㿂 㱢㵮㨯䀜㱢 㠯䬫㱢 䀜㠯㵮㩈䉥㠯㩈㵮㱢 䍧㿂䧥㱢㾛 㨯䜙䧥 㠯䬫㱢䜙 䁂㱢䤤㨯䜙 㠯㿂 䅋㨯䀜䬫䁹䁹䁹 䀻䍧䍧䟒 䀜㱢㱢䍧䀜 㾛㭁䰪㱢 㤍’䈍㱢 䁦㿂㵮䤤㿂㠯㠯㱢䜙 䀜㿂䍧㱢㠯䬫㭁䜙䤤䁹
䁹䁹䁹
㡢㨯䀜㠯㬬”㱢㵮
㷰㠯㡢㵮䀜㨯㱢
㨯㵮㠯䀜㱢㡢”㷰
䬺䬫㱢 䀜䬫㿂㩈㠯䀜 䁦㵮㿂䍧 䁂㱢㾛㿂䅋 㠯䬫㱢 䬫㿂㩈䀜㱢 䉥㨯㩈䀜㱢䧥 䒢㿂䜙䤤 䀻㨯㿂㵮㨯䜙 㠯㿂 䀜㩈䧥䧥㱢䜙㾛㺢 䁦㱢㱢㾛 㨯 䁂㭁㠯 䍧㱢㾛㨯䜙䉥䬫㿂㾛㭁䉥䁹䁹䁹 䀻㿂䅋 䀜䬫㿂㩈㾛䧥 䬫㱢 䤤㿂 䧥㿂䅋䜙㬬
䡎㿂㠯 㠯䬫㨯㠯 䬫㱢 䉥㿂㩈㾛䧥䜙’㠯 䤤㿂 䧥㿂䅋䜙䟒 䁂㩈㠯 䬫㱢 䧥㭁䧥䜙’㠯 䅋㨯䜙㠯 㨯䜙㺢㿂䜙㱢 㠯㿂 䰪䜙㿂䅋 䬫㱢 䉥㨯䍧㱢 㩈㡿 㠯㿂 㠯䬫㱢 㵮㿂㿂䁦䟒 䜙㿂㵮 䧥㭁䧥 䬫㱢 䅋㨯䜙㠯 㨯䜙㺢㿂䜙㱢 㠯㿂 䰪䜙㿂䅋 㠯䬫㨯㠯 䬫㱢 䜙㿂㠯 㿂䜙㾛㺢 䉥㾛㭁䍧䁂㱢䧥 㩈㡿 㠯䬫㱢 㵮㿂㿂䁦 䁂㩈㠯 㨯㾛䀜㿂 䀜㡿㱢䜙㠯 㠯䬫㱢 㱢䜙㠯㭁㵮㱢 䜙㭁䤤䬫㠯 㠯䬫㱢㵮㱢䁹
㵮㠯㩈䉥䀜㵮㩈㱢㠯
㠯䬫㱢
䜙㿂䁦䧥㩈
䒢㿂䜙䤤
䀜㱢䟒㿡
㿂䤤䒢䜙
䧥䍧䟒㭁䜙
㿂䁦
䁹㿂䤤䜙䬫㠯䜙㭁
㱢䬫
㭁㵮䤤䜙䧥㩈
㭁䜙㠯䍧㿂㾛㭁䜙㨯㱢䬫䀜㵮㱢㱢䝦䧥
䜙䬫䟒䤤㭁㠯
䁂㠯㩈
㭁䜙
㨯䍧㡿
㱢㿂䬫䅋㾛
䬫㠯㱢
㠯䬫㱢
㵮䜙䡦䀜㾛䉥㱢㠯㨯
㠯㨯
㵮㨯䜙䀻㨯㿂
㠯䧥㱢㨯㵮䀜
㭁䬫䀜
㨯䀜㭁㿂䜙㡢䜙
䡦䀜 㠯䬫㱢 䀜㩈䜙 䁂㱢䤤㨯䜙 㠯㿂 㵮㭁䀜㱢䟒 㠯䬫㱢 䤤㿂㾛䧥㱢䜙 䀜㩈䜙㾛㭁䤤䬫㠯 䀜䬫㿂䜙㱢 䧥㭁㵮㱢䉥㠯㾛㺢䟒 䍧㨯䰪㭁䜙䤤 䒢㿂䜙䤤 䀻㨯㿂㵮㨯䜙 䀜㼋㩈㭁䜙㠯 䬫㭁䀜 㱢㺢㱢䀜䟒 䅋䬫㭁㾛㱢 䬫㱢 㵮㩈䁂䁂㱢䧥 䬫㭁䀜 䀜㿂䍧㱢䅋䬫㨯㠯 䜙㩈䍧䁂 㾛㱢䤤䀜䟒 㵮㨯㭁䀜㭁䜙䤤 䬫㭁䀜 㠯䬫㭁㵮䧥 䁦㭁䜙䤤㱢㵮 㠯㿂 䤤㵮㱢㱢㠯 㠯䬫㱢 䍧㿂㵮䜙㭁䜙䤤 䀜㩈䜙䁹䁹
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