一想到自己明天就没命了,不禁陷入极端的惶恐。我翻遍了口袋,终于找到一支没被他们搜走的香烟,但我的手紧张得不停发抖,连将烟送进嘴里都成问题,而我的火柴也在搜身时被拿走了。我透过铁栏望着外面的监狱看守,他并没有注意到我在看他,我叫了他一声:“能跟你借个火吗?”他转头望着我,耸了耸肩,然后走了过来,点燃我的香烟。 When I think of myself, I am killed tomorrow, can not help but fall into extreme fear. I rummaged in my pockets and finally found a cigarette that I had not searched, but my hands were trembling nervously and it was a problem to get the fumes into my mouth, and my matches were also taken while searching It’s I looked through the iron bar outside the prison guards, he did not notice I was watching him, I called him: “Can you borrow a fire?” He turned to look at me, shrugged And then came over and lit my cigarette.