最近我老做梦,梦见跟一枪一人托着一把霰弹猎枪,高高托过头顶,如投降的敌军。我们穿过一片相思树林,刺波丛已经结满紫红色的果实。我们却没停下脚步,甚至有点匆匆,好像赶着去做某件事。我们托着枪却不是去打鸟,或者打野兔。我们上了一条小竹筏,划过湖面,到达湖的中央,我们停下手中的桨。这时,我才发现,我们一路托过来的原来只是两柄自制的钓鱼竿。不是枪吗?我问一枪,表情的惊讶像极了现实生活中的我。“我们是来钓鱼的,又不是打鸟,带枪干嘛?”一枪语气平静,也像极了现实生活中的他。他缓缓抛下鱼竿,钓钩上的蚯蚓段 Recently, I have always dreamed of dreaming that I shot a shotgun with a shot and held it overhead, such as the surrender of the enemy. We crossed a forest of Acacia, thorn wave Cong already covered with purple fruit. We did not stop, even hurried, as if to rush to do something. We are holding a gun, but not a bird, or a hare. We went to a small bamboo raft, across the lake, arrived in the middle of the lake, we stopped the paddle. At this moment, I found out that the fishing rods that we all came from are two-handed and self-made fishing rod. Is not a gun? I asked a shot, the expression of surprise like the real life of me. “We are fishing, not playing birds, with guns?” "A gun calm tone, but also like the real life of him. He slowly dropped the rod and hooked the earthworm section