十二告别童年乔戴向西走去,小旗就走在他旁边。他的肩上扛着彭尼的猎枪。他的心跳了,停了,又跳了。他停住脚步,大喊:“我不干,我不干,我就是不干。他们可以打我,他们可以杀了我,可我不干。”他在心里和爸爸、妈妈打架,一直打得筋疲力尽。他躺倒在一棵苍老的楝树下的草地上,哭泣着,哭得自己再也不能哭了为止。他在外面东游西荡,最后没有办法,只得回家去。他太累了,懒得再去动脑筋想下一步怎么办。他偷偷溜进自己的房间,让小旗躺在他身边,度过了这个不怎么温暖的三月的夜晚。 Twelve farewell childhood Joe Dai walked west, the flag left next to him. Penny’s shotgun carries on his shoulder. His heart beat, stopped, and jumped. He stopped and shouted: “I do not do, I do not do, I just do not do it, they can hit me, they can kill me, but I do not. ” He was in my heart fighting with my father and mother, Been playing exhausted. He lay on the grass beneath a neem tree, cried, and cried so that he could no longer cry. He traveled outside on the west, finally no way, had to go home. He is too tired to bother to think about what to do next. He sneaked into his room, let the flag lie beside him, spent the less warm March night.