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星期一
这个长头发的新生物真碍事。它总是在我周围晃悠，跟着我走来走去。我不喜欢这样，也不习惯有谁陪在我身边。我希望它老老实实地和其他动物待在一起。今天阴天，刮东风，感觉我们要有雨了……我们？这个词，我是从哪儿学来的？对，想起来了——是新生物用的。
Monday
This new creature with the long hair is a good deal in the way. It is always hanging around and following me about. I don't like this；I am not used to company. I wish it would stay with the other animals. Cloudy today, wind in the east；think we shall have rain……Where did I get that word?……I remember now—the new creature uses it.
如果你站在中间的一块岩石上，眺望那无尽的、毛茸茸的动物群，就会发现一片亮丽又斑驳的色彩，在阳光的照耀下闪烁着光泽，还像涟漪一样起伏着，让你觉得眼前是一面湖泊，虽然你知道那并不是；欢快的鸟儿成群地来去，如同风暴，大片的翅翼挥动着，像是飓风；当阳光照在那一大片挥动的羽翼上，它们便会呈现出各种各样的颜色，像是燃烧起来了一样，刺得你眼睛都看不见。
you can't count them；and when you stand on a rock in the midst and look out over the furry expanse it is so mottled and splashed and gay with color and frisking sheen and sun-flash, and so rippled with stripes, that you might think it was a lake, only you know it isn’t；and there’s storms of sociable birds, and hurricanes of whirring wings；and when the sun strikes all that feathery commotion, you have a blazing up of all the colors you can think of, enough to put your eyes out.
