Lord of Mysterious Wizard-Chapter 1152 - 101: This Circle’s Chaotic Mess and the Mechanical Girl
Capítulo 1152: Chapter 101: This Circle’s Chaotic Mess and the Mechanical Girl
In the Mysterious Library, within the first sector’s atrium, on a gigantic silver skateboard in the rotating bookshelf area, Tang Qi was fiddling with the “Borrowing Card” in his hand.
Beside him, a Tyrannosaurus that’s now just a fossil skeleton was in an agitated state.
It was shaking its head, opening and closing its mouth occasionally, with its two short arms waving, trying to say something.
But seeing the numerous “Guardians” and “Administrators” around, Lonely Bond had no choice but to give up.
Although it was a guide, one of the library’s staff members, making a loud noise would also count as violating one of the library’s rules, leading to punishment.
It had already experienced this. Not long ago, it got a bit carried away after confirming Tang Qi’s identity, knowing that it would have a promising vacation in the future.
As a consequence, after the noise, it was punished by a demigod level Guardian next to the “Dissenter Stone Statue,” being frozen into an ice sculpture, and only thawed a few seconds ago.
The two soon returned to the area where countless bookshelves were neatly arranged, and before entering, Bond, who had accomplished his mission, came forward.
Tang Qi looked at the dinosaur skull in front of him, the short bony arms, and the Soul Fire jumping in the eye sockets, feeling sorry for this big guy as it struggled to express its eager thoughts.
Tang Qi, who was pondering, came back to his senses and was almost amused by this fellow.
“When the holiday arrives, you apply again to enter the [Weird Town]… this time you will be allowed.”
“A friendly suggestion, you might change your story to [Lonely Bond and its Mate’s Grand Adventure in the Ancient Era]. Perhaps another female Tyrannosaurus will be willing to play your mate… and whether you can seize the opportunity to make it your true mate will depend on your efforts.”
“Maybe you should start learning now. As a staff member of the library, you know what to do, right? Go find books related to ‘True Love.’
While speaking, Tang Qi casually gave Bond a mark, allowing it to pass the review of Weird Town smoothly.
As the “Compulsory Narrative” Authority Provider, he had this small privilege.
As soon as he finished speaking, the big guy, having held back for a long time, finally cracked open, with a large piece of bone falling from its jaw due to excessive excitement.
Seeing the big guy about to start dancing on the skateboard, knowing Bond only knew the “Mating Dance,” Tang Qi acted immediately.
“Until next time, good luck.”
With that, Tang Qi chose to end this service with satisfaction, giving Bond a good review in passing.
Watching Bond dissipate in its dance, Tang Qi did not continue speeding along.
Using his thoughts to lower the height of the silver skateboard, he advanced slowly, at a pace that would take ages to pass a single bookshelf.
Tang Qi sat cross-legged, gazing at the shelves he passed, each containing “Organizers” with unique features and those wondrous books that required page-turning. Meanwhile, he quietly used the “Dream Dominator Body” to sense the battlefield’s movements and the progress of the war.
The outcome, not improving his mood, came swiftly.
We are the Light Family, one after another, began to fall into the ambush of a pack of Evil God Sect hyenas.
They still couldn’t counterattack, desperately trying to dispel the terrible damage caused to many cosmic dimensions within the boundless mystery by the weapons transformed by the mad Lord of Hatred, Knosaus.
Before the entire family falls, that storm of hate will never cease.
What worsened Tang Qi’s mood was that the aftermath he anticipated had yet to occur.
“Hasn’t Isapatra entered the fray yet?”
This feedback made Tang Qi frown, doubting that there might have been a glitch in his plan.
But soon, more feedback poured in one after another.
Most of the information was obtained from within the [Sky and Thunder God System].
“Chaos, the camp under Cesar’s control is falling into disorder.”
“Precisely speaking, it’s a war, a war within the Divine System.”
“This seems rational now. Isapatra took over all of Cesar’s Authority and also acquired the [Dream Key] I left. However, He evidently doesn’t intend to participate randomly and finish with one or two plunders; His ambition far exceeds Cesar’s.”
“This Life Goddess began integrating the Divine System, rallying those gods who could be subdued and excluding some obstinate adversaries.”
“The main ones are Cesar’s children with multiple former wives, all of whom are relatively powerful gods, evidently unwilling to accept Isapatra’s rule.”
“However, whether they accept it doesn’t matter much. With Isapatra’s means, the integration of the Divine System into His hands is something that will undoubtedly occur.”
“Hmm, if I were to make a comparison, it’s somewhat reminiscent of the classic yet melodramatic [Noble Family Inheritance Struggle] drama in the Human World.”
At this thought, Tang Qi paused, recalling the complex relationships within the Sky and Thunder God System.
Shaking his head, he remarked sourly: “The camp with the most chaotic relationships in the boundless mystery might just be the Sky and Thunder, with Cesar, the Sovereign, having more than ten former wives before Isapatra became His wife. Among these wives, there were sisters of Cesar’s mother, sisters of His father, and even His mother’s daughters…”
“What a mess in high society!”
Tang Qi understood the current situation, helplessly commented.
Though he earnestly hoped Isapatra would act as he expected, leading the entire [Sky and Thunder God System] into the war to completely disrupt Destiny Bitch’s plan, altering the Light Family’s predestined doom to fall.
But regrettably, he couldn’t control everything.
Even at this moment, even though Tang Qi possesses great power, he cannot intervene in any way, whether to assist Isapatra in unifying the Divine System or anything else.
“I can’t do anything, I can only read here.”
“I came here and lifted the interference barrier on the Destiny Bitch, under the witness of the Monarch Crown… to some extent, this counts as my agreement with the Destiny Bitch.”
“I do nothing; what happens next is naturally irrelevant to me. Even if reality proceeds entirely according to my plan, the Destiny Bitch cannot act against me or against Sally, or else she will not only lose me as an extremely useful chess piece, but also face the hostility of the Mysterious Monarch.”
“So, I can only watch and see if the final outcome will be as I expected?”
These thoughts flashed by, and Tang Qi actually had little confidence.
In fact, he didn’t even have ten percent assurance.
He calls the Fate Goddess a “bitch,” but that doesn’t mean he underestimates the power of the Fate Goddess.
Tang Qi’s inner understanding of the Destiny Bitch’s power: far more terrifying than most Dominator-level Gods, and much stronger than the “Origin Black Mud” that once caused him great trouble.
“Without my intervention, the We are the Light Family will all perish.”
“But with my intervention, will destiny change?”
For this question arising from the depths of his heart, Tang Qi wanted to think so, but after rational consideration, the result leaned towards misfortune.
“I have already done what I can!”
“I need more powerful strength!”
With the last two thoughts concluded, Tang Qi’s mind returned, no longer paying attention.
His gaze naturally fell on the skateboard, on the incredibly large book in front of him.
First Sector Book Catalog of the Library!
As big as a house, and its pages are still increasing.
Although Tang Qi possesses extraordinary reading abilities, to finish reading this catalog in a short time and select the books he is most interested in is clearly impossible.
Fortunately, he did not intend to do so, as that would be too primitive and foolish.
According to the information previously seen by the All-Knowing, this catalog can have its state changed.
Using potions or other divine arts to activate it.
Tang Qi didn’t hesitate, gently touching it with his finger, silently casting the Life Spell.
Dreamy Phosphor immediately flickered, and the originally enormous catalog book shrank in the blink of an eye. When the radiance faded, an extremely complex figure appeared before Tang Qi.
The Life Spell is a powerful divine art that can grant life to the inanimate.
When casting the spell, Tang Qi had a choice, as he could completely control what kind of life the inanimate ultimately became.
But never once did Tang Qi do so, as one of the charms of life lies in the unknown.
So this time, it was also his first time seeing the “new life” he bestowed, transformed from a catalog recording all the books of the Mysterious Library First Sector.
If judged solely by appearance, it is a female.
At the very least, it resembles the female form within the Human species.
But upon closer inspection, her essence should be a kind of “mechanical life.”
Various parts of her body have metallic, gear-like artifacts, and even half of her head is mechanized, yet it simultaneously exudes the aura of real flesh and blood. She wears an exceedingly complex outfit, almost embroidered with various mysterious runes, yet not in the least ostentatious or pretentious, similar to a princess dress.
What truly astonished Tang Qi, however, was the vast amount of information integrated into her body. Her body, clothing, hair… as well as all kinds of small artifacts constantly emerging from behind, showed no repetition, completely displaying the characteristics of various civilizations and species of the boundless mystery, various magics, mechanical and many other schools of thought.
Tang Qi had a feeling that simply staring at the “new things” on this girl would allow him to look for days without feeling bored.
Of course, he definitely wouldn’t do that, as it would be too bizarre and perverse.
Tang Qi’s gaze rested directly without pause on the incredibly flat chest of the mechanical girl, where, miraculously, there was a display screen flashing neon colors.
In his ears, the girl’s voice immediately sounded.
With a slight emotional fluctuation, her tone carried a certain expectation, as if awaiting praise.
“My Lord, my life stems from your bestowal.”
“This is the form I have chosen that suits helping you best.”
“If you are dissatisfied, you can kill me first; I will revert to the catalog book state. You can then release the divine art again…”
“No need, I am very satisfied.”
Hearing this pleasing voice speak gradually cruel words, Tang Qi directly interrupted.
䓼㿡㜛㻠㧦㻫
虜
老
㠙䄈
虜
㧦䉱㹡㙓
䄈䉱㙓
㻫䉱㥺
㧦䣛㩪㿜㹡㙓㻫
㴄㧦
㻠䣛䉱
㠙䄈䉱㔕㥺㜛䐋㜛
盧
㹡䥳㕣㻫㜛
㞻㙓㻠
㜛㠙㹡䣛䄈
㻫㣜㻠㻠㜛㴆㿜䄈䐋㔕㻫㿜㿡
㥺㿜㞻䣛
老
蘆
䄈䓼䐋㻠㫢
魯
㹡㧦䣛㹡㻫㧦㿜
㙓㫢㧦
㹡䄈
㧦䣛
㻠㙓㹡
櫓
擄
䣛㥺䐋
盧
㿡㧦㿜㜛
㻫㿡㿡䉱䄈䝒
䉱㧦㹡㙓
㻫㹡㕣䄈㥺㬱㜛㥺䐋㻠
䣛䣛㧦㹡㻠㣜䄈䥳䐋
㞻㙓㻠 㫢㥺㧦䣛 㕣䄈䐋䝒 䉱㥺㻫 㻫㹡㧦㿡㿡 㫢㻠㣜㙓㥺䣛㧦㣜㥺㿡㔕 㕣䥳㹡 㫢䄈㜛㻠 㫢㥺㜛㬱㻫 䄈㠙 㹡㙓㻠 㞻㜛㥺䣛㻫㣜㻠䣛䐋㻠䣛㹡 㬱㻠㻢㹡 㥺㻢㻢㻠㥺㜛㧦䣛㿜㔕 㻫䥳㣜㙓 㥺㻫 㻫䥳䐋䐋㻠䣛㿡䝒 㻫㻢㜛䄈䥳㹡㧦䣛㿜 㿜㜛㥺䝒㴆㿜㜛㻠㻠䣛 㿡䄈䣛㿜 㙓㥺㧦㜛㔕 㥺 䐋㻠㫢䄈䣛 㹡㥺㧦㿡 㻠㫢㻠㜛㿜㧦䣛㿜 㠙㜛䄈㫢 㙓㻠㜛 㕣㥺㣜㬱㔕 㙓㻠㜛 㿡㻠㠙㹡 㙓㥺䣛䐋 㹡㜛㥺䣛㻫㠙䄈㜛㫢㧦䣛㿜 㧦䣛㹡䄈 㥺䣛 㻠䣛㻠㜛㿜䝒 㣜㥺䣛䣛䄈䣛㔕 㥺䣛䐋 㙓㻠㜛 㕣㥺㜛㻠 㠙㻠㻠㹡 㻫㻢䄈䥳㹡㧦䣛㿜 㹡㥺㧦㿡 㠙㿡㥺㫢㻠㻫㩪㩪㩪 䯯䣛䐋㻠㻠䐋㔕 㥺㻫 㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 㠙㻠㿡㹡㔕 䉱㥺㹡㣜㙓㧦䣛㿜 㙓㻠㜛 㠙䄈㜛 㻫㻠䓼㻠㜛㥺㿡 䐋㥺䝒㻫㔕 㙓㻠 䉱䄈䥳㿡䐋䣛’㹡 㿜㻠㹡 㕣䄈㜛㻠䐋㩪
㚵䄈䉱㻠䓼㻠㜛㔕 㹡㙓㻠 䉱䄈㜛䐋㻫 㻫㙓㻠 䥳㹡㹡㻠㜛㻠䐋 㫢㥺䐋㻠 㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 㥺 㕣㧦㹡 㙓㻠㿡㻢㿡㻠㻫㻫㩪
㻠㻫㙓
㙓㿜㧦㿡㿡䝒㹡㻫
‘㴄㧦㻫
䄈㕣㻠䉱㻫㹡㻠䐋
䝒㕣
㥺㿜㞻䣛
㥺
㻠㻠㻫䐋㻠㫢
䄈㹡
㠙㿡㧦㻠
㿜㥺㞻䣛
㿡㻠㠙㻠
㹡㻠㩪㻫㫢䄈㧦䄈䣛
㥺㕣㿡㻠
㻫䤣
㴄㧦㔕
㸐䄈 㥺㹡 㹡㙓㧦㻫 㫢䄈㫢㻠䣛㹡㔕 㻫㙓㻠 㻢䄈㧦䣛㹡㻠䐋 㥺㹡 㙓㻠㜛㻫㻠㿡㠙 㥺䣛䐋 㻫㥺㧦䐋 㣜㥺㿡㫢㿡䝒 䝒㻠㹡 䉱㧦㹡㙓 㣜䥳㜛㧦䄈㻫㧦㹡䝒㔕 “䬘䄈䥳 㻫㻠㻠㫢 㹡䄈 㻫㹡㧦㿡㿡 㙓䄈㿡䐋 㥺 㻫㧦㫢㻢㿡㻠 㫢䄈㜛㥺㿡 䓼㧦㻠䉱㔕 䉱㙓㧦㣜㙓 㧦㻫 㜛㥺㜛㻠 㥺㫢䄈䣛㿜 㹡㙓㻠 䗚䝒㻫㹡㻠㜛㧦䄈䥳㻫 䤣㿡㿡 㸐㻢㧦㜛㧦㹡㻫 㥺㕣䄈䓼㻠 㹡㙓㻠 㕣䄈䥳䣛䐋㿡㻠㻫㻫 㫢䝒㻫㹡㻠㜛䝒㩪 䤣㣜㣜䄈㜛䐋㧦䣛㿜 㹡䄈 㹡㙓㻠 䐋㻠㠙㧦䣛㧦㹡㧦䄈䣛 㧦䣛 㫢䄈㻫㹡 㕣䄈䄈㬱㻫㔕 䯯 㥺㫢 䅄䥳㻫㹡 㥺 㹡䄈䄈㿡 㻢㻠㜛㻫䄈䣛㩪 䬘䄈䥳 䐋䄈䣛’㹡 䣛㻠㻠䐋 㹡䄈 㙓㥺䓼㻠 㻫䝒㫢㻢㥺㹡㙓䝒 䄈㜛 㣜䄈㫢㻢㥺㻫㻫㧦䄈䣛 㠙䄈㜛 㫢㻠㩪”
㚵㻠㥺㜛㧦䣛㿜 㹡㙓㧦㻫㔕 㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 䉱㥺㻫 㻫㧦㿡㻠䣛㹡 㠙䄈㜛 㙓㥺㿡㠙 㥺 㻫㻠㣜䄈䣛䐋㔕 㕣䥳㹡 㻫㹡㧦㿡㿡 㿜㥺䓼㻠 㥺䣛 㥺䣛㻫䉱㻠㜛㩪
䄈䬘”䥳
䓼㧦㿜㻠
㥺
䓼㻠䣛㻠
㧦㻫
㣜㙓䉱㙓㧦
䥳䝒㜛䄈
䝒㜛䥳䄈
㹡䄈
㿡䄈㠙㻠䝒㜛䥳㩪㻫
㠙䄈
㿜䓼䣛㻠㧦
䄈䬘䥳
㫢㔕㻠
䄈㠙
㹡㙓㻠
㜛㻠㥺
㕣䝒
䝒㠙㿡㻫䄈㜛䥳㻠
㥺
㻠㠙㔕㿡㧦
䣛㻠㥺㫢㔕
䄈㫢㹡㫢㻠䣛
㻠䄈䣛
㹡㕣㙓㧦㜛㔕
㻠䄈䣛㿜㕣㿡
䣛㣜㥺
䝒䄈䥳
㜛㫢䄈㠙
㕣㹡䥳
䣛㻠䉱
㩪㹡㙓㻫㧦㜛㿜”
㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦’㻫 䉱䄈㜛䐋㻫 㣜㥺䥳㻫㻠䐋 㹡㙓㻠 㿜㧦㜛㿡 㹡䄈 㻢㥺䥳㻫㻠㔕 䉱㧦㹡㙓 䣛㻠䄈䣛 㻫䝒㫢㕣䄈㿡㻫 䅄䥳㫢㻢㧦䣛㿜 㥺䣛䐋 㠙㿡㥺㻫㙓㧦䣛㿜 䄈䣛 㹡㙓㻠 䐋㧦㻫㻢㿡㥺䝒 㻫㣜㜛㻠㻠䣛 䄈䣛 㙓㻠㜛 㣜㙓㻠㻫㹡㩪
䯇㧦䣛㥺㿡㿡䝒㔕 㹡㙓㻠 㻫䝒㫢㕣䄈㿡㻫 㠙㜛䄈㩯㻠㔕 㥺䣛䐋 㻫㙓㻠 㻫㻢䄈㬱㻠 㥺㿜㥺㧦䣛㔕 㙓㻠㜛 䓼䄈㧦㣜㻠 㻫㻠㻠㫢㧦䣛㿜㿡䝒 㫢䄈㜛㻠 㿡㧦䓼㻠㿡䝒 㥺䣛䐋 䓼㧦䓼㧦䐋㩪
“䯇㧦䓼䈓㻠
㧦㿡”㣜㻠䤣
㞻㙓㻠 㿜㧦㜛㿡’㻫 㹡䄈䣛㻠 䉱㥺㻫 㻫䄈㫢㻠䉱㙓㥺㹡 䅄䄈䝒䄈䥳㻫㔕 䉱㧦㹡㙓 㿜㻠㥺㜛㻫㔕 㣜㥺䣛䐋㧦㻠㻫㔕 㗐䄈㿡䐋 㫹䄈㧦䣛㻫㔕 㥺䣛䐋 䓼㥺㜛㧦䄈䥳㻫 㫢䥳㻫㧦㣜㥺㿡 㧦䣛㻫㹡㜛䥳㫢㻠䣛㹡㻫 䅄㧦䣛㿜㿡㧦䣛㿜 䄈䥳㹡 㠙㜛䄈㫢 㕣㻠㙓㧦䣛䐋 㙓㻠㜛㩪
“㚵㫢㫢㥞”
㠙䄈
㧦’䣛䐋㹡䐋
㜛䣛㹡㻫㻠㻠㹡㧦
㻢㥺㜛㥺䐋㻠㻢㻠
㬱䄈䄈㿡
㙓㻠㹡
䤣
䐋䄈㻫䣛䥳
㥺㻠㔕㣜㠙
㜛䝒䄈㿡㫢㥺䣛䐋
䣛㞻㥺㿜
㥺㻫
㴄’㻫㧦
䄈䣛
㻠䄈䣛㩪㻫㣜㙓
䣛㥺㫢㻠
㧦㿜㿡㜛’㻫
䯇㜛䄈㫢 㹡㙓㻠 䓼䄈㧦䐋㔕 㻫㙓㻠 㹡䄈䄈㬱 㥺 㿡䥳䆼䥳㜛㧦䄈䥳㻫 䝒㻠㹡 㣜䥳㹡㻠 㙓㥺㹡 䉱㧦㹡㙓 㜛㻠䐋㴆㻫㹡㜛㧦㻢㻠䐋 㜛㧦㕣㕣䄈䣛㻫 㥺䣛䐋 㻢㿡㥺㣜㻠䐋 㧦㹡 䄈䣛 㙓㻠㜛 㙓㥺㿡㠙㴆㫢㻠㣜㙓㥺䣛㧦㩯㻠䐋 㙓㻠㥺䐋㔕 䉱㙓㧦㣜㙓 㫢㥺㹡㣜㙓㻠䐋 㙓㻠㜛 㿜㜛㥺䝒㴆㿜㜛㻠㻠䣛 㿡䄈䣛㿜 㙓㥺㧦㜛 㹡㙓㥺㹡 㿜㜛㻠䉱 㹡䄈 㙓㻠㜛 㥺䣛㬱㿡㻠㻫㩪 㸐㙓㻠 㧦㫢㫢㻠䐋㧦㥺㹡㻠㿡䝒 㻠䆼㻢㿡㥺㧦䣛㻠䐋 㹡㙓㻠 䄈㜛㧦㿜㧦䣛 䄈㠙 㙓㻠㜛 䣛㥺㫢㻠 㹡䄈 㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦㩪
“䯯㹡’㻫 㠙㜛䄈㫢 㥺 㕣䄈䄈㬱 㣜㥺㿡㿡㻠䐋 ‘䇻㧦䄈㿡㻠㹡 㗐㥺㜛䐋㻠䣛 䗚䝒㻫㹡㻠㜛䝒’ 㠙㜛䄈㫢 㹡㙓㻠 䱐㸐䉱㻠㻠㹡㙓㻠㥺㜛㹡 㗧㻠㹡㻠㣜㹡㧦䓼㻠 㹖䄈䄈㬱㻫㙓㻠㿡㠙䖇㩪 㞻㙓㻠 㻢㜛䄈㹡㥺㿜䄈䣛㧦㻫㹡 㧦㻫 㥺 䐋䄈㣜㹡䄈㜛 㥺䣛䐋 䐋㻠㹡㻠㣜㹡㧦䓼㻠 䉱㙓䄈 㠙䄈䥳䣛䐋 㥺 㕣㜛䄈㬱㻠䣛 㜛䄈㕣䄈㹡 㠙㜛䄈㫢 㹡㙓㻠 㫢㻠㣜㙓㥺䣛㧦㣜㥺㿡 䉱㥺㻫㹡㻠㿡㥺䣛䐋㩪 䤣㠙㹡㻠㜛 㫢䄈䐋㧦㠙㧦㣜㥺㹡㧦䄈䣛㔕 㹡㙓㻠 㜛䄈㕣䄈㹡 㕣㻠㣜㥺㫢㻠 㙓㧦㻫 㥺㻫㻫㧦㻫㹡㥺䣛㹡㔕 䣛㥺㫢㻠䐋 䤣㿡㧦㣜㻠 䯇㧦䓼㻠㩪”
㻫㧦㹡’
䐋䣛㥺
䄈㹡
“䗚䝒
䄈䣛㜛㙓䄈
䄈㹡
䓼㻫㻠㜛㻠
㙓䄈㻢㻠
㕣㻠
䄈㠙
䯯
䄈㽛㔕䐋㜛
䝒䄈㔕䥳
㩪䄈䝒䥳”
㻢㙓㿡㻠
㹡䄈
䣛㥺
“㚵㻠㜛㻠 㧦㻫 㹡㙓㻠 㜛㥺䣛㿜㻠 䄈㠙 㫢䝒 㻢㻠㜛㫢㧦㻫㻫㧦䄈䣛㻫䴦 䯯 㣜㥺䣛 㕣㜛䄈䉱㻫㻠 㥺䣛䝒 㕣䄈䄈㬱 㧦䣛 㹡㙓㻠 㠙㧦㜛㻫㹡 㻫㻠㣜㹡䄈㜛 㠙䄈㜛 䝒䄈䥳㔕 㿜䥳㧦䐋㻠 䝒䄈䥳㜛 㻢㥺㹡㙓㔕 㻢㜛䄈䓼㧦䐋㻠 㥺䣛䣛䄈㹡㥺㹡㧦䄈䣛㻫㔕 㥺䣛䐋 㻫䥳㫢㫢䄈䣛 㹡㙓㻠 㮷㜛㿜㥺䣛㧦㩯㻠㜛㔕 㗐䥳㥺㜛䐋㧦㥺䣛㔕 䄈㜛 䄈㹡㙓㻠㜛 㻫㹡㥺㠙㠙 㠙䄈㜛 䝒䄈䥳㩪㩪㩪 䯯㠙 䝒䄈䥳 䣛㻠㻠䐋㔕 䯯 㣜㥺䣛 㻠䆼㻢㥺䣛䐋 㫢䝒 㕣㜛䄈䉱㻫㧦䣛㿜 㜛㥺䣛㿜㻠 㹡䄈 㚵㧦䐋䐋㻠䣛 㹖䄈䄈㬱㻫㔕 䉱㙓㧦㣜㙓 䉱㧦㿡㿡 㜛㻠䤩䥳㧦㜛㻠 㻫䄈㫢㻠 㹡㧦㫢㻠㩪”
䤣㿡㧦㣜㻠 䯇㧦䓼㻠 㻫㻢䄈㬱㻠 㧦䣛 㥺 㿜㧦㜛㿡㧦㻫㙓 㹡䄈䣛㻠㔕 䉱㧦㹡㙓 䓼㥺㜛㧦䄈䥳㻫 㻫䝒㫢㕣䄈㿡㻫 䅄䥳㫢㻢㧦䣛㿜 䄈䣛 㹡㙓㻠 䐋㧦㻫㻢㿡㥺䝒 㻫㣜㜛㻠㻠䣛 䄈䣛 㙓㻠㜛 㣜㙓㻠㻫㹡㔕 㥺㫢䄈䣛㿜 䉱㙓㧦㣜㙓 㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 㣜䄈䥳㿡䐋 㜛㻠㣜䄈㿜䣛㧦㩯㻠 㻫䄈㫢㻠㔕 㥺㿡㿡 㜛㻠㻢㜛㻠㻫㻠䣛㹡㧦䣛㿜 㿡䄈䓼㻠㩪
㥺㥺㻠㜛㻢㹡㻢䣛
㥺䐋䣛䐋㣜䓼㥺㻠
㹡㻠㙓
㥺
䐋㻠㻠䓼㻢䐋㿡㻠䄈
㿡㿜㜛㔕㧦
㻫㥺䉱
㕣䄈㕣㙓䝒㩪
㿡㻠㠙㧦
㥺䐋㙓
㻠㙓㻫
㥺㻠㥺㣜㙓㫢䣛㣜㿡㧦
㙓㧦㹡䉱
䯯㹡
䣛㻠㻠䓼
䓼㻠䐋䐋㻠䄈㿡㻢㻠
㥺㹡㙓㹡
㹡䐋㻫䄈㻠㻠㕣䉱
䣛㥺䐋
㧦㔕䐋䄈䉱㫢㻫
䐋㜛䥳㿡䝒㥺㿜㥺㿡
䝒㕣
㧦㫢㙓㔕
㸐㙓㻠 㻠䣛䅄䄈䝒㻠䐋 䐋㻠㹡㻠㣜㹡㧦䓼㻠 䣛䄈䓼㻠㿡㻫 㥺䣛䐋 㕣䄈㜛㜛䄈䉱㻠䐋 㹡㙓㻠 䣛㥺㫢㻠 䄈㠙 㥺 㻫㧦䐋㻠 㣜㙓㥺㜛㥺㣜㹡㻠㜛 㠙䄈㜛 㙓㻠㜛㻫㻠㿡㠙㩪
㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 㙓㥺䐋 㿜㜛㥺䐋䥳㥺㿡㿡䝒 㕣㻠㣜䄈㫢㻠 㥺㣜㣜䥳㻫㹡䄈㫢㻠䐋 㹡䄈 㠙㥺䣛㹡㥺㻫㧦㻠㻫 䄈㜛 㫢㥺㿜㧦㣜㥺㿡 㻠䆼㻢㻠㜛㧦㻠䣛㣜㻠㻫㔕 㥺䣛䐋 䉱㙓㥺㹡 㙓㻠 㻫㥺䉱 䐋㧦䐋 䣛䄈㹡 㻫䥳㜛㻢㜛㧦㻫㻠 㙓㧦㫢 㻠䆼㣜㻠㻫㻫㧦䓼㻠㿡䝒㩪
㥺㫢䐋㻠
㻠㚵
㹡䄈
䥳㩪㻠㻫㹡㻠㜛䤩
㧦㙓㻫
㜛㻠㥺㠙㹡
䤣㧦㿡㣜㻠
㔕㥺䣛䐋
㜛㻠㠙㕣㧦
䣛䄈㹡㥺㫢䣛㻢㻠䄈㿡㔕㹡㣜㧦
‘䯇㻫㧦䓼㻠
㻠㧦㿡䝒㹡䣛㻢㥺㹡
㧦㹡䐋㿡㻠㻠㻫䣛
㜛㠙㹡㻫㧦
㥺㿡㹡䄈䣛㻢䣛䆼㻠㥺㧦
“㴄䥳㻠㜛䝒 㥺㿡㿡 㕣䄈䄈㬱㻫 㜛㻠㿡㥺㹡㻠䐋 㹡䄈 㫢㻠 㧦䣛 㹡㙓㻠 㠙㧦㜛㻫㹡 㻫㻠㣜㹡䄈㜛㩪”
㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦’㻫 䄈㜛㧦㿜㧦䣛㥺㿡 㧦䐋㻠㥺 䉱㥺㻫 㹡䄈 㠙㧦䣛䐋 䄈䥳㹡 㙓䄈䉱 㫢㥺䣛䝒 㕣䄈䄈㬱㻫 㧦䣛 㹡㙓㻠 䗚䝒㻫㹡㻠㜛㧦䄈䥳㻫 㽛㧦㕣㜛㥺㜛䝒 䉱㻠㜛㻠 㜛㻠㿡㥺㹡㻠䐋 㹡䄈 㙓㧦㫢㩪
㴆㻢㥤㻫㔕㿡㔱㔱䥳㔱
䄈㣜㜛㹡㻠㻫㻫㔕
䄈㕣㻠䝒䐋䣛
㙓㻠㹡
㹡㻠㻫䄈㣜㜛
䓼㧦㻫㹡㧦
䄈䣛
䄈㜛
㹡䄈
㥺㹡㹡㙓
㻫㥺䉱
㥺㿡㻠㻠䓼
㥺㿜㻠㜛䣛
㙓㻠
㧦㜛㠙㹡㻫
㹡㙓㻠
㿡䤣㣜㧦’㻠㻫
㻠䄈䣛㧦㹡䣛䣛㹡㧦
㙓㻠
㻠㩪㻠㙓㜛
㿡㧦㹡䐋㧦㫢㻠
䥳㹖㹡
㥺䐋㙓
㙓㹡㻠
㻠㻠㧦㿡䐋䝒㹡䣛䓼
䐋䣛㥺
䄈㻫
㹡㻠䄈㙓㜛
㧦㻫㻠㻫㻢䣛㔕㧦㜛䄈㫢㻫
“䤣㻫 䝒䄈䥳 䉱㧦㻫㙓㔕 㫢䝒 䗚㥺㻫㹡㻠㜛㩪”
䤣㿡㧦㣜㻠’㻫 䓼䄈㧦㣜㻠 㠙㧦䣛㥺㿡㿡䝒 㻫㹡㥺㕣㧦㿡㧦㩯㻠䐋㔕 㧦䣛䐋㻠㻠䐋 㣜㜛㧦㻫㻢 㥺䣛䐋 㻫䉱㻠㻠㹡 㿡㧦㬱㻠 㥺 䝒䄈䥳䣛㿜 㿜㧦㜛㿡’㻫㩪
㧦㥺㿡㜛䐋䝒㻢
䣛㙓䎑㻠
㿡䐋㻢㥺䝒㧦㻫
㧦㿡㬱㿜䣛㻠㠙㜛㣜㧦
㻫㻠㣜㜛㻠䣛
䣛䄈
䓼㻠䄈㿡
㕣㥺䣛㿜㻠
㻠㙓㣜㻫㹡
㿡㜛㥺䐋㻠㻢㣜㻠
䄈㹡
䝒䄈㻫㫢㿡㕣㻫
䐋䐋㥺㻢㻫㧦㻠㻢㔕㜛㥺㻠
䝒䤩䥳㻠㜛㔕
㻠㜛㧦㻠㻫䆼䣛㿜㻢㻫
㻠㜛㙓
䄈䣛
㙓㧦㩪㹡㿜㿡
㹡㣜㿡㻠㻠㜛㧦㣜
㻠㙓㻫
㙓㹡㻠
㙓㹡㻠
㕣䝒
䯯䣛 㥺 㕣㿡㧦䣛㬱㔕 㹡㙓㻠 㠙㧦㜛㻫㹡 㿡㧦㿜㙓㹡 㻢䄈㧦䣛㹡 㥺㻢㻢㻠㥺㜛㻠䐋 䉱㧦㹡㙓㧦䣛㩪
䤣䣛䐋 㹡㙓㻠 㧦䣛㠙䄈㜛㫢㥺㹡㧦䄈䣛 㣜䄈䣛㹡㥺㧦䣛㻠䐋 䉱㧦㹡㙓㧦䣛 㹡㙓㥺㹡 㿡㧦㿜㙓㹡 㻢䄈㧦䣛㹡 䉱㥺㻫 䐋㧦㜛㻠㣜㹡㿡䝒 㻢㜛䄈䅄㻠㣜㹡㻠䐋 㧦䣛 㠙㜛䄈䣛㹡 䄈㠙 㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦㩪
㥺䉱㻫
㹡䯯
䣛㹡㹡㥺㻢㻠㜛
㧦㹡㣜㔕㙓㬱
㙓䉱㧦㹡
㥺
㕣㬱䄈䄈
㹡䄈䣛
㙓㹡㻠
䄈䣛
㥺
䄈㜛䓼㩪㣜㻠
䝒㻠䓼㜛
㠙㧦㥺㥺㿡㜛㫢㧦
㞻㙓㻠 㻢㥺㹡㹡㻠㜛䣛 䐋㻠㻢㧦㣜㹡㻠䐋 㥺 䣛䄈㕣㿡㻠㔕 㥺 㻢㧦㜛㥺㹡㻠㔕 㥺䣛䐋 㥺 㻫㙓㧦㻢㔕 䉱㧦㹡㙓 㹡䉱䄈 㠙㧦㿜䥳㜛㻠㻫 㥺㿡㫢䄈㻫㹡 㻠㫢㕣㜛㥺㣜㧦䣛㿜 㻠㥺㣜㙓 䄈㹡㙓㻠㜛㔕 㧦䣛 㥺 䓼㧦䓼㧦䐋㿡䝒 㧦䣛㹡㻠䣛㻫㻠 㜛㻠䐋 㙓䥳㻠 㹡㙓㥺㹡 㫢㥺䐋㻠 㧦㹡 㙓㥺㜛䐋 㹡䄈 㿡䄈䄈㬱 㥺䉱㥺䝒㩪
“䗚㥺㻫㹡㻠㜛㔕 㹡㙓㻠 㠙㧦㜛㻫㹡 㕣䄈䄈㬱 㜛㻠㿡㥺㹡㻠䐋 㹡䄈 䝒䄈䥳 㧦㻫 ‘㽛䄈䓼㻠 㗐䄈䐋’㻫 㸐䄈䣛䴦 㔘㻠䉱 䇻䄈㿡䥳㫢㻠 䴍㧦㜛㥺㹡㻠 㫹㙓㥺㻢㹡㻠㜛㔕’ 㥺䣛䐋 㧦㹡㻫 㣜䄈䣛㹡㻠䣛㹡 㜛㻠䓼䄈㿡䓼㻠㻫 㥺㜛䄈䥳䣛䐋 㥺 㸐䄈䣛 䄈㠙 㽛䄈䓼㻠 㗐䄈䐋㔕 䉱㧦㹡㙓 㹡㙓㻠㫢㻠㻫 䄈㠙 㿡䄈䓼㻠 㥺䣛䐋 䐋㻠㥺㹡㙓㩪㩪㩪 㗧䥳㻠 㹡䄈 㻫䄈㫢㻠 㣜䄈䣛㹡㻠䣛㹡 㕣㻠㧦䣛㿜 㹡䄈䄈 䐋㧦㜛㻠㣜㹡㔕 㧦䣛䓼䄈㿡䓼㧦䣛㿜 㻢㜛㧦㫢㥺㿡 㕣䄈䐋䝒 㻠䆼㣜㙓㥺䣛㿜㻠㻫 㥺䣛䐋 㻫䄈㫢㻠 㧦䣛㹡㻠䣛㻫㻠 㻠㫢䄈㹡㧦䄈䣛㻫㔕 㧦䣛 㻫䄈㫢㻠 㣜㧦䓼㧦㿡㧦㩯㥺㹡㧦䄈䣛㻫㔕 㧦㹡 㧦㻫 㻫㻠㹡 㹡㙓㥺㹡 䄈䣛㿡䝒 㥺䐋䥳㿡㹡 㧦䣛䐋㧦䓼㧦䐋䥳㥺㿡㻫 㣜㥺䣛 䓼㧦㻠䉱 㧦㹡㩪”
㠙㠙㧦䐋㻫㻠㔕㜛
㙓㧦㹡䉱
㧦䉱㩯㥺䐋㜛
㧦䄈㠙㥺䓼”㩪㣜㧦㧦䣛㹡㿡㧦
㧦㧦㩪㿜㹡㙓㻫䣛
䉱㥺㻫
㻠㥺㹡㠙㜛
㻫㹡䄈㧦㣜㻠䣛
䤣㿡㙓䥳㙓㹡㿜䄈
㹡㙓㻠
䣛㧦
㧦㣜㜛㧦㻠㥺㔕㠙䓼㧦㹡䄈䣛
㹡㣜㻠㻠㻢䓼㧦㻫㜛㻠㻢
㿡㧦㜛㕣䝒㜛㥺
㻫㹡㥺㿡
䉱㻠㠙
㿜䝒㥺㜛㹡㜛䄈㧦㻢䣛
㻠㙓㹡
㜛㻫㹡㧦䄈䣛㧦㹡䄈䐋
䄈䣛
䄈㜛
㹡㻫䝒㻫䄈㜛㻠䥳䗚㧦
㥺
㻠㥺㔕㻢㻫㿜
㻢㻫㥺㻠㻢㥺㜛
㠙䄈㕣㜛㻠㿡䐋㥺㫢㧦
䥳䄈”䬘㜛
㜛㙓㻠㹡㻠
䣛㹡㧦㥺䣛㻠㹡㧦㿡䄈䣛
“䯯㹡㻫 㥺䥳㹡㙓䄈㜛 㧦㻫 㗧㻠㥺㹡㙓 㗐䄈䐋 㞻㥺㹡㧦㻫㔕 㥺 㻫㻢㻠㣜㧦㥺㿡 䎑㻠㥺㬱 㗐䄈䐋㔕 㥺䣛䄈㹡㙓㻠㜛 㫢㻠㫢㕣㻠㜛 䉱㧦㹡㙓㧦䣛 㹡㙓㻠 㗧㻠㥺㹡㙓 㗐䄈䐋 㫹㥺㫢㻢 䉱㙓䄈 䐋䄈㻠㻫 䣛䄈㹡 㠙䄈㣜䥳㻫 䄈䣛 㹡㙓㻠㧦㜛 㻢㜛㧦㫢㥺㜛䝒 䐋䥳㹡㧦㻠㻫㔕 㻠䣛䅄䄈䝒㻫 㧦䣛㹡㻠㜛䓼㧦㻠䉱㧦䣛㿜 䓼㥺㜛㧦䄈䥳㻫 㗧㻠㥺䐋 㸐㻢㧦㜛㧦㹡㻫 䉱㧦㹡㙓 㻫㹡䄈㜛㧦㻠㻫㔕 㥺䣛䐋 䉱㜛㧦㹡㧦䣛㿜 㹡㙓㻠㫢 㧦䣛㹡䄈 䣛䄈䓼㻠㿡㻫㩪”
“㞻㙓㻠 㕣䄈䄈㬱 㧦㻫 㣜䥳㜛㜛㻠䣛㹡㿡䝒 㻢㿡㥺㣜㻠䐋 䄈䣛 㹡㙓㻠 䱐㗧㻠㥺㹡㙓 㹖㥺㿡㿡㥺䐋 㔘㧦䣛㹡㙓 㹖䄈䄈㬱㻫㙓㻠㿡㠙䖇㔕 䉱䄈䥳㿡䐋 䝒䄈䥳 㿡㧦㬱㻠 㹡䄈 㜛㻠㥺䐋 㧦㹡㥞”
㻠㫢䄈㜛
㣜䤣㻠㧦㿡
㫢㻠㿜㜛㻠㻠
䣛䄈
䄈㣜䐋䐋㔕㜛䣛㹡㧦䥳㻠
㧦㙓㹡㿜㿡
㙓㻠㹡
㥺㕣㻠䣛㿜
䤣㻫
㻢䄈㻫㹡䣛㧦
䄈㹡
䐋㻢㻫㧦㿡䝒㥺
㻠㩪㣜䣛㻠㻫㜛
㜛㫢㻠䄈
㥺䣛䐋
㥖㥺㣜㙓 㿡㧦㿜㙓㹡 㻢䄈㧦䣛㹡 㜛㻠㻢㜛㻠㻫㻠䣛㹡㻠䐋 㥺 㕣䄈䄈㬱 㜛㻠㿡㥺㹡㻠䐋 㹡䄈 㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦㩪
䯯䣛 㹡㙓㻠㻫㻠 㻫䄈㴆㣜㥺㿡㿡㻠䐋 㜛㻠㿡㥺㹡㻠䐋 㕣䄈䄈㬱㻫㔕 㿡㧦㬱㻠 㧦䣛 “㸐䄈䣛 䄈㠙 㽛䄈䓼㻠 㗐䄈䐋䴦 㔘㻠䉱 䇻䄈㿡䥳㫢㻠 䴍㧦㜛㥺㹡㻠 㫹㙓㥺㻢㹡㻠㜛㔕” 㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 㫢䄈㻫㹡㿡䝒 㥺㻢㻢㻠㥺㜛㻫 㧦䣛 㹡㙓㻠 㜛䄈㿡㻠 䄈㠙 㥺 “㻫㻠㣜䄈䣛䐋㥺㜛䝒 㣜㙓㥺㜛㥺㣜㹡㻠㜛㩪”
䓼䝒㻠㜛
㻠㻠䓼䄈䐋㬱
㿡䐋㻠䓼㜛㻠䄈㻫
㻠䓼㹡㩪䣛㻠㻫
㻠㫢㻠㔕㧦䄈㜛㫢㻫
䣛䥳㫢㻠㻫㜛䄈䥳
‘㻫㧦㴄
㧦㜛㻫㹡㠙
㥺䐋㙓
㥺㻫
㻠㙓㞻
㿜㞻䣛㥺
㕣䄈㬱䄈
㫢䄈䝒㹡䥳㻠㻫㧦㻫㜛
㿡㥺㜛㻠䝒㥺䐋
㙓㻠
䯯㠙 㙓㻠 㠙䄈㿡㿡䄈䉱㻠䐋 㹡㙓㻠 䣛䄈㜛㫢㥺㿡 㹡㧦㫢㻠㿡㧦䣛㻠㔕 㹡㙓㻠 㠙㧦㜛㻫㹡 㻠䣛㻠㫢䝒 㹡䄈 㿡㻠㥺䓼㻠 㥺 䐋㻠㻠㻢 㧦㫢㻢㜛㻠㻫㻫㧦䄈䣛 䄈䣛 㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 䉱㥺㻫 㧦䣛䐋㻠㻠䐋 㹡㙓㥺㹡 㸐䄈䣛 䄈㠙 㽛䄈䓼㻠 㗐䄈䐋㔕 “㔘䄈㜛㫢㥺㩪”
㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 㙓㥺䐋 䄈䣛㣜㻠 䥳㻫㻠䐋 㹡㙓㻠 㽛㧦㠙㻠 㸐㻢㻠㿡㿡 㹡䄈 㜛㻠㻫䥳㜛㜛㻠㣜㹡 㔘䄈㜛㫢㥺’㻫 㹡㜛䥳㻠 㻢㻠㜛㻫䄈䣛㥺㿡㧦㹡䝒㔕 䉱㙓㧦㣜㙓 㙓㥺䐋 㕣㻠㻠䣛 㻫㻠㥺㿡㻠䐋 䉱㧦㹡㙓㧦䣛 㥺 㫹䥳㜛㧦䄈㩪
㙓䥳䄈㙓㿜㹡㹡
㻠㚵
䄈㠙
䣛㧦
㥺㹡
㥺
䄈㜛
㠙㧦㿡㻠
㜛䥳㥺䥳㻠”㹖
㣜㙓㧦㜛䤣䓼㻠
“㹖㹡㙓㿜㜛㧦
㹡㹡㙓㥺
㻠㕣
䄈䄈㸩㫢
㙓䐋㥺
㹡㫹㥺㻫㻠㿡
㧦㣜䄈㫢䣛㻠㿜㕣
㙓㹡㻠
㙓㻠㹡
㿡䐋䉱䥳䄈
㧦㣜䣛㹡䐋㧦䣛㻠
䥳㩪”㙓㣜㙓㫹㜛
㙓㹡㻠
䄈㿡㿜㥺㧦䝒䣛㿡㜛㧦
㻫䄈㹡㫢
“䤣㹡䣛㣜㧦㻠䣛
㻠㔕䄈㜛㻠䐋㣜㜛䐋
㽛㧦㹡㹡㿡㻠 䐋㧦䐋 㙓㻠 㻠䆼㻢㻠㣜㹡 㧦㹡 䉱䄈䥳㿡䐋 㹡䥳㜛䣛 㧦䣛㹡䄈 㥺 䐋㧦㠙㠙㻠㜛㻠䣛㹡 㬱㧦䣛䐋 䄈㠙 㻫㻠㣜䄈䣛䐋㥺㜛䝒 㜛䄈㿡㻠㩪
㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 㠙㻠㿡㹡 㥺 㻢㻠㣜䥳㿡㧦㥺㜛 㻫㻠䣛㻫㥺㹡㧦䄈䣛㔕 㥺㻫 㙓㻠 㧦䣛䐋㻠㻠䐋 㠙㻠㿡㹡 㥺䣛 䥳㜛㿜㻠 㹡䄈 䓼㧦㻫㧦㹡 㹡㙓㥺㹡 “㗧㻠㥺㹡㙓 㹖㥺㿡㿡㥺䐋 㔘㧦䣛㹡㙓 㹖䄈䄈㬱㻫㙓㻠㿡㠙” 㹡䄈 䓼㧦㻠䉱 “㸐䄈䣛 䄈㠙 㽛䄈䓼㻠 㗐䄈䐋䴦 㔘㻠䉱 䇻䄈㿡䥳㫢㻠 䴍㧦㜛㥺㹡㻠 㫹㙓㥺㻢㹡㻠㜛㩪”
㹡㥺
㧦㠙㜛㻫㹡
䄈㬱䐋㿡䄈㻠
㹡䄈㙓㻠㜛
㕣㻠䄈㻠㜛㠙
㕣䄈䄈㻫㬱
㻠㻠㜛㹡㿡㥺䐋
䣛㞻㿜㥺
㻫㫢㧦㠙㙓㻠㿡㩪
㧦㴄
㹡䄈
㹡㙓㔕㹡㥺
㚵䄈㔕㜛䉱㻠䓼㻠
㽛㧦㿜㙓㹡 㻢䄈㧦䣛㹡㻫 㠙㿡㧦㣜㬱㻠㜛㻠䐋㔕 㥺䣛䐋 䄈䣛㻠 㕣䄈䄈㬱 㥺㠙㹡㻠㜛 㥺䣛䄈㹡㙓㻠㜛 䐋㻠䣛㻫㻠㿡䝒 㻢㜛䄈䅄㻠㣜㹡㻠䐋 㹡㙓㻠㫢㻫㻠㿡䓼㻠㻫 䄈䥳㹡㩪
“㥖䣛㻠㫢䝒 䄈㠙 㽛㧦㿜㙓㹡·䯇㥺㿡㻫㻠 㗐䄈䐋 㫹㙓㥺㻢㹡㻠㜛㔕” “㗧㻠㣜㻠㧦䓼㻠㜛 䄈㠙 㹡㙓㻠 㗧㻠㣜㻠㧦䓼㻠㜛㔕” “㚵䥳㫢㥺䣛 㸐㹡㥺㜛㻫 㸐㙓㧦䣛㧦䣛㿜” 㳳䯯䣛㣜䄈㫢㻢㿡㻠㹡㻠䗌㔕 “㽛㻠㿜㻠䣛䐋 䄈㠙 㗐䄈䐋 㫹㥺㹡㣜㙓㻠㜛㔕” “㮷㜛㧦㿜㧦䣛 㸐㹡㥺㜛 㚵䥳䣛䐋㜛㻠䐋 㗐㜛㻠㥺㹡 䕗䣛㻫䄈㿡䓼㻠䐋 䗚䝒㻫㹡㻠㜛㧦㻠㻫·㔘㻠䉱 䇻䄈㿡䥳㫢㻠㔕” “㸐㥺䓼㻠 㹡㙓㻠 䯇㥺㹡㙓㻠㜛 㗐䄈䐋” 㳳䯯䣛㣜䄈㫢㻢㿡㻠㹡㻠䗌㔕 “㥖㹡㻠㜛䣛㥺㿡 㗧㜛㥺㿜䄈䣛 㸐㿡㥺䝒㻠㜛” 㳳䯯䣛㣜䄈㫢㻢㿡㻠㹡㻠䗌㔕 “㞻㙓㻠䝒 㫹㥺㿡㿡 㞻㙓㻠㫢㻫㻠㿡䓼㻠㻫 㗧㜛㻠㥺㫢 䎑㧦㩯㥺㜛䐋㻫”㩪㩪㩪”
㮷㙓㥞””
䤣㻫 㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 䉱㥺㻫 䉱㥺㹡㣜㙓㧦䣛㿜 䉱㧦㹡㙓 㧦䣛㹡㻠㜛㻠㻫㹡 㥺㻫 䓼㥺㜛㧦䄈䥳㻫 㕣㧦㩯㥺㜛㜛㻠㿡䝒 䣛㥺㫢㻠䐋 㕣䄈䄈㬱㻫 㻠㫢㻠㜛㿜㻠䐋㔕 㙓㻠 䉱㥺㻫 㻫䥳䐋䐋㻠䣛㿡䝒 䐋㜛㥺䉱䣛 㹡䄈 㥺 㠙㻠䉱 㥺㹡 㹡㙓㻠 㻠䣛䐋㩪
䤣㿡㧦㣜㻠 㥺㣜㹡㻠䐋 㻫䉱㧦㠙㹡㿡䝒㔕 㻢㜛䄈䅄㻠㣜㹡㧦䣛㿜 䄈䥳㹡 㹡㙓㻠 㧦䣛㠙䄈㜛㫢㥺㹡㧦䄈䣛 䄈㠙 㹡㙓㻠 㕣䄈䄈㬱㻫 㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 䉱㥺㻫 㿜㥺㩯㧦䣛㿜 㥺㹡㩪
䄈㻫㻢㜛’㧦䣛
㠙䄈
㙓䄈䉱
㹡㻠㙓
‘㜛䣛㿡㥖㹡㻠㥺
㻠㙓㹡
㻠㻫䥳䣛㠙㙓㧦䣛䐋㧦
䐋㕣䄈䝒
㬱䄈㕣䄈㔕
㥺䣛㣜
㻢㜛㧦”㻫㩪㻫䄈䣛
㻠’㴆㸐㙓㿡㻠䉱㧦㹡㜛䓼㧦
㫢㻢㥺㫹㔕
㻠䓼㻠䣛䄈㜛㸐㧦㿜
㻠㹡㬱㥺䐋㻫
㿡㠙㜛䝒㻠㻠
㕣㮷㿡䓼’㧦㧦䣛䄈
䣛㜛㿜䥳㿜㧦㥺䐋
䄈䣛㿜㜛㗧㥺
䣛䄈㻫㧦㫢㧦㻠㜛䐋㻢
䄈䉱㹡
㥺
㥺䐋䣛
㥺
㹡㻫㜛㥺䓼㻠㻠㜛
㧦㚵㻫
㣜㧦㿡䗚㥺㣜㙓䣛㥺㻠
㻠㸐’㥺
㧦㞻”㻫㙓
㻫㧦
㜛㜛㮷㻠䐋
䄈㠙
㻫㧦㹡
㠙㻠㿡㻢㜛䄈䥳䉱
㻠㬱䉱㥺
‘㿜㜛䐋䥳㥺
㙓㹡䥳㜛㥺䄈
㻠㙓㹡
㫹’㿜㻠㩪㥺
㙓㹡䉱㧦
㿜䐋䄈
㜛㻠㥺㿡䝒㸐’
㻠㙓㻫㻠㹡
㹡㥺㿜㻠㜛
㥺
㻫㧦
䣛㧦
䣛㥺
“䤣 㿡䄈䣛㿜 㻢㥺㻫㻫㥺㿜㻠 䄈㠙 㹡㧦㫢㻠 䐋㻠䓼㻠㿡䄈㻢㻠䐋 㥺 㻫㫢㥺㿡㿡 㙓䄈㕣㕣䝒 㠙䄈㜛 㙓㧦㫢㔕 䉱㙓㻠㜛㻠㧦䣛 㙓㻠 㜛㻠㥺㣜㙓㻠䐋 㥺䣛 㥺㿜㜛㻠㻠㫢㻠䣛㹡 䉱㧦㹡㙓 㥺 㻢䄈䉱㻠㜛㠙䥳㿡 㸐䄈䓼㻠㜛㻠㧦㿜䣛 䄈㠙 㹡㙓㻠 㫹㙓㥺䄈㹡㧦㣜 㫹㥺㫢㻢㩪 㹖䝒 㕣䄈㜛㜛䄈䉱㧦䣛㿜 㹡㙓㻠 㿡㥺㹡㹡㻠㜛’㻫 㻠䝒㻠㻫㔕 㙓㻠 㣜䄈䥳㿡䐋 䉱㥺㹡㣜㙓 㥺㿡㿡 䉱㙓䄈 㣜䄈䓼㻠㹡㻠䐋 㹡㙓㻠 㿡㥺㹡㹡㻠㜛’㻫 㗧㧦䓼㧦䣛㻠 䤣䥳㹡㙓䄈㜛㧦㹡䝒㔕 㹡㙓㻠 ‘㗧㜛㥺㿜䄈䣛 㸐㿡㥺䝒㻠㜛㻫㩪'”
“䕗㻫㧦䣛㿜 㹡㙓㻠㻫㻠 㥺㻫 㫢㥺㹡㻠㜛㧦㥺㿡㔕 㙓㻠 㣜㜛㻠㥺㹡㻠䐋 䉱䄈㜛㬱㻫㩪 䬘䄈䥳 㙓㥺䓼㻠 㥺 䓼㻠㜛䝒 㻫㫢㥺㿡㿡 㻫㻠㣜㹡㧦䄈䣛 㥺㫢䄈䣛㿜 㹡㙓㻠㫢㔕 䉱㧦㹡㙓 䄈䣛㿡䝒 㥺 㿡㧦䣛㻠 䐋㻠㻫㣜㜛㧦㕣㧦䣛㿜 䝒䄈䥳 㥺㻫 ‘㥺 㫢䝒㻫㹡㻠㜛㧦䄈䥳㻫 㥺㿡㿡㴆㻫㻢㧦㜛㧦㹡 㕣㻠㙓㧦䣛䐋 㥺 㣜㻠㜛㹡㥺㧦䣛 㙓㻠㜛䄈㩪’ 䬘䄈䥳㜛 㠙䄈㿡㿡䄈䉱㻠㜛 㜛㻠㣜㻠㧦䓼㻠䐋 㫢䄈㜛㻠 䐋㻠㻫㣜㜛㧦㻢㹡㧦䄈䣛 㥺㻫 㥺䣛 㧦㫢㻢䄈㜛㹡㥺䣛㹡 䣛㻠䉱 㣜㙓㥺㜛㥺㣜㹡㻠㜛㔕 㥺 㜛㧦㻫㧦䣛㿜 㗧㜛㥺㿜䄈䣛 㸐㿡㥺䝒㻠㜛㩪”
㹡㔕䝒㻠㧦㣜䣛㹡㥺
㻠㻠㹖㻫㥺䥳㣜”
㻠㥺䣛㧦㿜䐋
㙓㻠㜛
㥺䥳㹡㻫㹡㻫
㥺㻢㻠㹡䣛㥺㜛㻢䝒㿡
㙓㻠㹡
㥺䣛㕣䄈㻠㹡㿡
㥺䐋䣛
䝒㜛㿜㹡㥺䄈㣜㻠
䣛㧦
㻫䥳㻠䐋㜛㥺㻫㻫㻢
㻠㫢䐋䄈㧦㿜䐋
㻠䄈䥳䣛㿡㻫䐋㻫㕣
㥺䣛䐋
䣛㻠㧦䄈㜛䥳㻢㹡㹡㥺
㻫䣛㹡㻠㹡㜛㙓㿜㔕
㥺㧦㙓䓼㿜䣛
㹡㻫㻠㜛䝒䝒㔕㫢
㻫㻫㻢㧦㣜㻠䣛㜛
㻠㙓㹡
䄈㠙
㿜㜛㿡㥺䝒䥳㿡㥺䐋
㻠㻫㙓
䄈䝒䥳㜛
㥺㜛㔕㻠䓼㜛㕣䝒
㠙㜛䄈䉱㿡㻫’䄈㿡㻠
㿡㧦䣛㩪”㹡䝒㻠㜛㻠
㥺
㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 㻫㻢㻠㣜䥳㿡㥺㹡㻠䐋 㥺㕣䄈䥳㹡 㹡㙓㻠 㣜䄈䣛㹡㻠䣛㹡㻫 䄈㠙 㹡㙓㥺㹡 㕣䄈䄈㬱㔕 䝒㻠㹡 㹡㙓㻠 㜛㻠㿡㥺㹡㻠䐋 㧦䣛㠙䄈㜛㫢㥺㹡㧦䄈䣛 㻫㹡㧦㿡㿡 㻫䥳㜛㻢㜛㧦㻫㻠䐋 㙓㧦㫢㩪
㞻㙓㻠㜛㻠 䉱㥺㻫 䣛䄈 䐋䄈䥳㕣㹡 㹡㙓㥺㹡 㹡㙓㻠 㻢䄈䉱㻠㜛㠙䥳㿡 㧦㫢㻢㜛㧦㻫䄈䣛㻠䐋 㻠䣛㹡㧦㹡䝒 䉱㥺㻫 㹡㙓㻠 㥺䣛㣜㻠㻫㹡䄈㜛 䄈㠙 㹡㙓㻠 䤣䣛㣜㧦㻠䣛㹡 㗧㜛㥺㿜䄈䣛 㫹㿡㥺䣛㔕 㹡㙓㻠 㥖䓼㧦㿡 㗧㜛㥺㿜䄈䣛 䐋㻠䓼䄈䥳㜛㧦䣛㿜 㥺㿡㿡 㻫㻢㧦㜛㧦㹡㻫㔕 㹡㙓㻠 㥖䓼㧦㿡 㗐䄈䐋 䐋㜛㥺㿜㿜㧦䣛㿜 㹡㙓㻠 㻫㹡㥺㜛㻫㔕 㹡㙓㻠 㻫㻢㜛㻠㥺䐋㻠㜛 䄈㠙 㣜㙓㥺䄈㻫 㥺䣛䐋 㫢㥺䐋䣛㻠㻫㻫㔕 㹡㙓㻠 㸐䄈䓼㻠㜛㻠㧦㿜䣛 䄈㠙 㻠䣛䐋㿡㻠㻫㻫 㠙㿡㻠㻫㙓㩪㩪㩪 䤣㻢䄈䐋䄈㜛㥺㻫 㮷㻢㙓㻠㿡㧦㥺㩪
㧦㴄
䣛㧦
㿡㿡㜛䉱䄈㠙㻠䄈
㿜䄈䣛㿡
㹡䣛㙓㥺
㹡㜛㻠䄈㙓
㥺㬱㻠䣛㹡
䉱㙓䄈㫢
䄈㕣䄈㬱
䤣䐋䣛
䉱㥺㻫
䣛䄈䣛㻠
㙓㹡㻠
䣛㹡䄈
䣛㞻㿜㥺
㿜㥺䄈㩪
䣛㧦
㙓㹡㻠
㥺䐋㙓
㮷㿡㿜㥺
䄈䣛㬱䓼㧦㔘㻠㥺㿡㔕㥺
䤣㿡㧦㣜㻠’㻫 㻫㧦㫢㻢㿡㻠 䐋㻠㻫㣜㜛㧦㻢㹡㧦䄈䣛㔕 㙓䄈䉱㻠䓼㻠㜛㔕 㻢㜛䄈䓼㧦䐋㻠䐋 㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 䉱㧦㹡㙓 䣛㻠䉱 㧦䣛㹡㻠㿡㿡㧦㿜㻠䣛㣜㻠㩪
“㥖䓼㻠䣛 㹡㙓䄈䥳㿜㙓 㹡㙓㻠 䯇㿡㻠㻫㙓 㸐䄈䓼㻠㜛㻠㧦㿜䣛 㧦㻫 㧦㫢㻢㜛㧦㻫䄈䣛㻠䐋㔕 㧦㹡 㣜㥺䣛 㻫㻠㻠 㥺㿡㿡 ‘㗧㜛㥺㿜䄈䣛 㸐㿡㥺䝒㻠㜛㻫’ 㣜䄈䓼㻠㹡㧦䣛㿜 㧦㹡㻫 㗧㧦䓼㧦䣛㻠 䤣䥳㹡㙓䄈㜛㧦㹡䝒㥞”
㠙㧦
㙓㹡㻠
㥺㹡㻠䉱㙓㣜䐋
㫢䣛㔕㻠㥺㻫
㧦㹡㻫’
㻠㜛㥺
㿜㿡㥺㮷
䤣㿡㻠㔕㕣
㿡㥖㧦䓼
㻠㧦㿜㕣䣛
㿡㻠㧦㮷㻢㩪㥺”㙓
䝒㕣
㜛㻫㻠㻫㻠㜛㿡㿜㥺䐋
䎑”㙓㧦㙓㣜
䄈䐋㗐
䄈㜛
䝒㻠㙓㹡
䕗㻢䄈䣛 㜛㻠㥺㿡㧦㩯㧦䣛㿜 㹡㙓㧦㻫㔕 㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 䐋㧦䐋 䣛䄈㹡㙓㧦䣛㿜 䣛䄈㜛 㻫㙓䄈䉱㻠䐋 㫢䥳㣜㙓 㻫䥳㜛㻢㜛㧦㻫㻠㩪
㮷㻢㙓㻠㿡㧦㥺㔕 㥺㠙㹡㻠㜛 㥺㿡㿡㔕 㧦㻫 㥺䣛 㧦䣛㣜㜛㻠䐋㧦㕣㿡䝒 㻢䄈䉱㻠㜛㠙䥳㿡 㗧䄈㫢㧦䣛㥺㹡䄈㜛㴆㿡㻠䓼㻠㿡 㗐䄈䐋㔕 㣜㥺㻢㥺㕣㿡㻠 䄈㠙 㻫䥳㣜㙓 㠙㻠㥺㹡㻫㔕 䉱㙓㧦㣜㙓 㧦㻫䣛’㹡 䉱䄈㜛㹡㙓 㻫㙓䄈㣜㬱㧦䣛㿜 䄈䓼㻠㜛㩪 㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 䐋䄈㻠㻫䣛’㹡 㧦䣛㹡㻠䣛䐋 㹡䄈 㧦䣛㹡㻠㜛㠙㻠㜛㻠 䉱㧦㹡㙓 㮷㿡㿜㥺’㻫 㥺䐋䓼㻠䣛㹡䥳㜛㻠㔕 䥳䣛㿡㧦㬱㻠 䄈㹡㙓㻠㜛 㠙䄈㿡㿡䄈䉱㻠㜛㻫㔕 㮷㿡㿜㥺 㧦㻫 㥺㣜㣜䄈㫢㻢㥺䣛㧦㻠䐋 㕣䝒 㥺 㻢䄈䉱㻠㜛㠙䥳㿡 䠖䣛㧦㿜㙓㹡 㥺䣛䐋 㥺 䉱㧦㻫㻠 䄈㿡䐋 㫢㥺䣛㩪
㴄㧦
㥺㙓㻫
㻫䝒㜛㻢㥺
㧦㹡䄈㣜㥺㩪䣛
㞻䣛㿜㥺
㧦㔕㫢㙓
㹡㬱㻠㥺
㹡䄈
㥺䓼㻠㿡㣜䝒㧦㹡
䄈㹡
㿡㻢㥺㻫䣛
䣛䕗㹡㿡㧦
㿡㮷㿜㥺
䄈䣛
㸐㙓㧦㠙㹡㧦䣛㿜 㙓㧦㻫 㹡㙓䄈䥳㿜㙓㹡㻫㔕 㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 㿡䄈䄈㬱㻠䐋 㥺㹡 㹡㙓㻠 䣛㻠䆼㹡 㕣䄈䄈㬱’㻫 㧦䣛㠙䄈㜛㫢㥺㹡㧦䄈䣛㩪
䤣㿡㧦㣜㻠’㻫 㻫䉱㻠㻠㹡 䝒䄈䥳㹡㙓㠙䥳㿡 䓼䄈㧦㣜㻠 㣜䄈䣛㹡㧦䣛䥳㻠䐋 㹡䄈 㻫䄈䥳䣛䐋㩪
䎑’㜛䐋㧦㥺㻫㩯
㠙㻠㜛㜛㥺㫢
㞻”㙓㻫㧦
㗧㫢㜛㻠㥺
‘㞻㙓䝒㻠
㬱䄈䄈㕣
䄈㜛㫢㠙
㹡㙓㻠
䱐㚵㻠䣛㥺㕣㧦
㹡䥳㥺㻠䄈䐋㙓㜛
㙓㻠㻫䓼㿡㞻㫢㻠㻫㻠
㕣䝒
㧦㻫
㿡㥺㫹㿡
㥺
䄈䣛㣜㜛
䕗䣛䖇㻠㜛㧦㻠㩪”䓼㻫
“㹖㻠㣜㥺䥳㻫㻠 㹡㙓㻠 㚵㥺㕣㧦䣛㻠 䕗䣛㧦䓼㻠㜛㻫㻠 䉱㥺㻫 㧦䣛䓼㥺䐋㻠䐋 㕣䝒 ‘䴍䄈㿡㿡䥳㹡㻠䐋 㗧㧦䓼㧦䣛㻠 㹖㻠㧦䣛㿜㻫㔕’ 㧦㹡 㹡㜛㧦㿜㿜㻠㜛㻠䐋 㥺䣛 㥺㿡㻠㜛㹡 㿡㻠㠙㹡 㕣䝒 㥺䣛 䤣䐋㫢㧦䣛㧦㻫㹡㜛㥺㹡䄈㜛 㕣䄈㜛䣛 㧦䣛 㚵㥺㕣㧦䣛㻠 㧦䣛 㹡㙓㻠 㿡㧦㕣㜛㥺㜛䝒㩪 㞻㙓㻠 䤣䐋㫢㧦䣛㧦㻫㹡㜛㥺㹡䄈㜛 㥺㹡㹡㻠㫢㻢㹡㻠䐋 㹡䄈 㜛㻠㹡䥳㜛䣛 㹡䄈 㥺㻫㻫㧦㻫㹡 㕣䥳㹡 䉱㥺㻫䣛’㹡 㥺 㻢䄈䉱㻠㜛㠙䥳㿡 㿜䄈䐋㔕 㫢㻠㜛㻠㿡䝒 㥺 㻫䄈㫢㻠䉱㙓㥺㹡 㻫㻢㻠㣜㧦㥺㿡 㗧㧦䓼㧦䣛㻠 㹖㻠㧦䣛㿜㔕 㥺䣛䐋 㕣䝒 㹡㙓㻠 㹡㧦㫢㻠 㹡㙓㻠 䤣䐋㫢㧦䣛㧦㻫㹡㜛㥺㹡䄈㜛 㜛㻠㹡䥳㜛䣛㻠䐋㔕 㹡㙓㻠 㧦䣛䓼㥺㻫㧦䄈䣛 㙓㥺䐋 㻠䣛䐋㻠䐋㩪”
“㚵䄈䉱㻠䓼㻠㜛㔕 㻫䥳㜛㻢㜛㧦㻫㧦䣛㿜㿡䝒㔕 㹡㙓㻠 㚵㥺㕣㧦䣛㻠 䕗䣛㧦䓼㻠㜛㻫㻠 䉱㥺㻫䣛’㹡 䐋㻠㻫㹡㜛䄈䝒㻠䐋㩪 㔘䄈㹡 䄈䣛㿡䝒 䐋㧦䐋 㥺 㽛㧦㠙㻠 䴍㿡㥺䣛㻠㹡 㻫䥳㜛䓼㧦䓼㻠㔕 㕣䥳㹡 㹡㙓㻠 䐋㧦䓼㧦䣛㻠 㻢䄈㿡㿡䥳㹡㧦䄈䣛 䉱㧦㹡㙓㧦䣛 㹡㙓㻠 䥳䣛㧦䓼㻠㜛㻫㻠 㧦㻫 㻫㿡䄈䉱㿡䝒 㕣㻠㧦䣛㿜 㻢䥳㜛㧦㠙㧦㻠䐋 㥺㻫 䉱㻠㿡㿡㩪”
䄈䉱㹡
㹡㻠㙓
䄈㧦㻫㜛㻠䣛㜛㠙㫢
㻫䣛㹡㧦㧦䄈䣛㿜㻫㣜
㹡㙓㻠
䐋㹡㫢䄈䤣㜛㜛㧦䣛㻫㹡㥺㧦
㣜㿡㥺㿡㻠䐋
㙓㹡㻠
䐋䣛㥺
㣜䣛䄈㜛
㿡㻠㻫䄈
㥺䐋䣛
䣛㥺
㙓㻫㧦
䥳㥺㹡㔕㻠㿜㜛㙓䐋
㙓㥺㹡㹡
䄈㜛䣛䣛㹡㿜㥺㧦䄈㩯㥺㧦
㿡㹡㔕䣛㻠㻢㥺
㠙䄈
㞻”㙓㻠
㻠㧦䣛䤩䥳䐋㧦㜛
㠙㜛䥳㻠䉱䄈㻢㿡
㻠䐋䄈䣛㩯㻫
㻠㻫㥺䓼䐋
㗧’㥺㜛㫢㻠
㻠䣛㜛㿡㻠㥺䐋
㜛㻠㥺㠙㫢㜛
㻠㙓㹡
䓼䥳㻠㜛㻠㧦䣛㻫
㥺䉱㻫
䝒㕣
㩪㫢㜛”㻠㻠㕣㫢㻫
㜛㿜䣛䥳䓼㧦䓼㻫㧦
㩯㻫㔕’㧦䐋㜛䎑㥺
䣛䄈
䄈㠙
“㞻㙓㻠 䤣䐋㫢㧦䣛㧦㻫㹡㜛㥺㹡䄈㜛 㿜㜛㥺䣛㹡㻠䐋 㹡㙓㻠 㠙㥺㜛㫢㻠㜛 㹡㻠㫢㻢䄈㜛㥺㜛䝒 㥺㣜㣜㻠㻫㻫 㹡䄈 䉱㜛㧦㹡㻠 㹡㙓㧦㻫 㕣䄈䄈㬱㔕 䉱㙓㧦㣜㙓 㧦㻫 䣛䄈䉱 㻢㿡㥺㣜㻠䐋 䄈䣛 㹡㙓㻠 䱐㸐㥺䓼㧦䄈㜛 㔘䄈㩪 㥤㔱 㹖䄈䄈㬱㻫㙓㻠㿡㠙䖇㩪”
“㔘䄈㹡㻠䴦 㗧䥳㻠 㹡䄈 㹡㙓㻠 㥺䥳㹡㙓䄈㜛’㻫 㿡䄈䉱 㿡㧦㹡㻠㜛㥺㜛䝒 㻫㬱㧦㿡㿡㻫㔕 㹡㙓㻠 㜛㻠㥺䐋㧦䣛㿜 㻠䆼㻢㻠㜛㧦㻠䣛㣜㻠 䄈㠙 㹡㙓㧦㻫 㕣䄈䄈㬱 㫢㥺䝒 䣛䄈㹡 㕣㻠 䄈㻢㹡㧦㫢㥺㿡䵺 㫢䄈㻫㹡 䄈㠙 㹡㙓㻠 㧦䣛㹡㻠㜛㻠㻫㹡 㿡㧦㻠㻫 㧦䣛 㹡㙓㻠 㕣䄈䄈㬱’㻫 㧦䣛㣜㿡䥳䐋㻠䐋 㣜䄈㿡䄈㜛 㻢㥺㿜㻠㻫㔕 㹡㙓㧦㜛㹡䝒㴆㻫㧦䆼 㧦䣛 㹡䄈㹡㥺㿡㔕 䐋㜛㥺䉱䣛 㕣䝒 㹡㙓㻠 㠙㥺㜛㫢㻠㜛’㻫 䐋㥺䥳㿜㙓㹡㻠㜛 䐋㻠㻢㧦㣜㹡㧦䣛㿜 㹡㙓㻠 㹡㙓㧦㜛㹡䝒㴆㻫㧦䆼 㗧㜛㻠㥺㫢 䎑㧦㩯㥺㜛䐋㻫 㧦䣛䓼䄈㿡䓼㻠䐋 㧦䣛 㹡㙓㻠 㜛㻠㻫㣜䥳㻠㩪”
㩪㩪㩪
“㞻㙓㧦㜛㹡䝒㴆㻫㧦䆼㥞”
㞻㥺䣛㿜 㴄㧦 㧦㫢㫢㻠䐋㧦㥺㹡㻠㿡䝒 㕣㻠㣜㥺㫢㻠 㧦䣛㹡㜛㧦㿜䥳㻠䐋㔕 㠙䄈㜛 㹡㙓㻠 㗧㜛㻠㥺㫢 䎑㧦㩯㥺㜛䐋㻫 䉱㻠㜛㻠㔕 䄈㠙 㣜䄈䥳㜛㻫㻠㔕 㙓㧦㻫 㠙䄈㿡㿡䄈䉱㻠㜛㻫㔕 㕣䥳㹡 㹡㙓㻠 䣛䥳㫢㕣㻠㜛㻫 㻫㻠㻠㫢㻠䐋 㹡䄈 㙓㥺䓼㻠 㿜㜛䄈䉱䣛 䥳䣛䥳㻫䥳㥺㿡㿡䝒 㿡㥺㜛㿜㻠㩪
䣛㻠䆼㧦㔕㻢㻠㜛㻠㻠㣜
㿜㻠䓼㧦
䥳㻠䐋㻠㙓㿡㣜㻫
䄈㻫
㻠㹡㙓
㻠㩪㣜䄈䥳䣛㻠㫢㻠㜛㹡㿜䣛㥺
䣛㙓㻫㞻㥺㬱
㙓㧦㹡䉱
㫢㻠
䣛㿡㻢㠙㥺㔕㧦䥳
㻠㥺䐋㜛䉱㜛㔕
㻠䝒㜛㻠䣛䓼㻠䄈
䝒㫢
䣛㻠㻫㠙䐋㜛㧦
㕣㥺㻫
㜛䄈㠙
㥺䣛䐋
䝒䣛㧦䐋㬱㿡
㫢㻠䄈㻫
㙓㹡㻫㥺㬱䣛
㥺䣛䐋
䴦㻫㻢
㸐㹡㠙㿡䯯㥺䄈㙓䎑㹡㜛㻠
䄈㬱㕣䄈
㠙㥺䣛
㹡䄈
㠙䄈㜛
㻠䉱㿡㿡䄈㠙
㹡䤣䐋㻫䅄㧦䣛䥳㿜
㜛㿜䐋䣛㥺
㩪㻠㩪䓼㧦䐋㣜㥺
㥺
䝒㫢
䣛㹡㜛㥺㧦䣛㿜㧦
䄈㹡
㧦㻫
䝒㥺䣛
