小引子
The sky was blackas if someone has poured ink on it. The wind was blowing hard and lightingsshone occasionally. And then suddenly, everything grew quiet. However, a silverlight and a green light shone brightly at shy, as if they were the only thingsin the world. Then the light grew smaller and smaller and finally, they becametwo small luminous spots. The spots started to fall. They flew lower and lower andfinally, they dropped at near Forest Dean, south England.
I woke up, stillhalf sleeping. How many times I have been having this same dream over and overagain? I’d been having this dream since I’ve born. Every time it was absolutelythe same: the same mysterious and scary. I thought about it for a moment andjumped out of the bed and ran towards Coin’s bedroom. Coin was sitting on thebed. It was obviously that he has already woke up, because he was sitting onthe bed, with his cheek in his hands and both elbow on his knees.
‘The same dreamagain?’ He asked before I could say anything.
‘Yeah,’ I nodded,’it is always the same.’
‘So do I’ He saidgrimly.
Then there was silence,until it was broken by me:’ But have you discovered why it was always that dream?’ He promised it the lasttime we had the dream.
He shacked hishead:’ Well, not yet.’
‘But there must besome reason! Nothing happens gratuitously!’
‘Go to sleep now.’He said.
‘But…’
‘NOW’
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The sky was blackas if someone has poured ink on it. The wind was blowing hard and lightingsshone occasionally. And then suddenly, everything grew quiet. However, a silverlight and a green light shone brightly at shy, as if they were the only thingsin the world. Then the light grew smaller and smaller and finally, they becametwo small luminous spots. The spots started to fall. They flew lower and lower andfinally, they dropped at near Forest Dean, south England.
I woke up, stillhalf sleeping. How many times I have been having this same dream over and overagain? I’d been having this dream since I’ve born. Every time it was absolutelythe same: the same mysterious and scary. I thought about it for a moment andjumped out of the bed and ran towards Coin’s bedroom. Coin was sitting on thebed. It was obviously that he has already woke up, because he was sitting onthe bed, with his cheek in his hands and both elbow on his knees.
‘The same dreamagain?’ He asked before I could say anything.
‘Yeah,’ I nodded,’it is always the same.’
‘So do I’ He saidgrimly.
Then there was silence,until it was broken by me:’ But have you discovered why it was always that dream?’ He promised it the lasttime we had the dream.
He shacked hishead:’ Well, not yet.’
‘But there must besome reason! Nothing happens gratuitously!’
‘Go to sleep now.’He said.
‘But…’
‘NOW’
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剩下的周五全部放上来