憤怒昇起來的日午，我凝視著牆上的滅火機。一個小孩走來對我說：「看哪！你的眼睛裏有兩個滅火機。」為了這無邪告白；捧著他的雙頰，我不禁哭了。
　　我看見有兩個我分別在他眼中流淚；他沒有再告訴我，在我那些淚珠的鑑照中，有多少個他自己。
At noon when anger arose, I glared at the fire extinguisher on the wall.
A child came up to me and said: “Look! There are two fire extingui-shers in your eyes.” Because of his innocent confession, I pinthed　his cheeks and smiled, and could not help crying. I saw two mes crying
separately in […]