【1】 納粹時期的巨輪大樓
夢中的年代好像是在納粹時期。有時我是個特務被黨衛軍追趕。在工業化時代的舊大樓裡上下躲避追蹤者。時而在老式的電梯裡躥上躥下，時而從窗子爬出爬進。有驚無險。記得那棟大樓的正門上有個碩大的輪子，像一個放大了十幾倍的輪舵。上面掛滿了橫七豎八無遮蓋、男女均有的白人的屍體。
【2】 鐵絲網夾道與獅虎猛獸
記得有一次我在一個一眼望不到頭的狹長鐵絲網走道上狂奔。兩邊與腳下是巨大無比、長長的的籠子，裡面是窮兇極惡的獅虎猛獸，對我虎視眈眈，血盆大口垂涎三尺。三面只靠鐵絲網將我與禽獸隔開，上面是夜空，遠方是未知。這走道窄得無法逃避雙方同時對我伸出的爪子。我跑啊跑，跑得衣衫破碎、腳底出血。
【3】 集中營水池的深夜突圍
在一個黃昏的野地的大池塘裡。上百人或臥或站、或躺著或靠，懶懶散散地泡在髒水裡奄奄一息，我也是其中一個。岸上不遠處有鐵絲網，近處有個白人軍官持槍看守著。凡是膽敢逃跑的一個不漏地倒在他的槍下。他還時不時地用槍點射池塘裡的人。天色更暗了，這傢伙還在點射，眼看著那槍口就要對準我了。「不逃也是死！」心裡一驚，縱身一跳上岸，撒腿就跑。就著這拼命、就著這夜色，我還真逃了出來。
【4】 黃土山梁的迷路回家路
一次我順著一道路途險峻的黃土山梁，由西往東爬上爬下艱難跋涉。當然了，這個山梁要比真正的大山要小無數倍的，但一樣的迂迴陡峭，看似有路，但到了跟前兒卻又沒了路。急得不知如何是好時，卻及時地醒來，原來又是一個有關回家迷路的夢。
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The Barbed-Wire Run and the Dusk Pond
I. The Nazi Leviathan
The era in the dream seemed to be set during the Nazi period. At times, I was a secret agent being pursued by the SS. I dodged and hid from my pursuers, moving up and down through an old building from the industrial era. Sometimes I scampered up and down in an old-fashioned elevator; other times I climbed in and out of windows. It was perilous but I always escaped unharmed. I remember the main entrance of that building featured a colossal wheel, appearing like a ship's helm magnified over a dozen times. Draped across it horizontally and vertically were the uncovered corpses of white individuals, both men and women.
II. The Corridor of Beasts
I remember one time I was running at full speed along a narrow, long barbed-wire walkway that stretched as far as the eye could see. To both sides and beneath my feet were unimaginably massive, elongated cages, filled with vicious lions, tigers, and wild beasts. They glared at me with predatory intent, saliva dripping from their gaping jaws. Only the barbed wire on three sides separated me from these beasts; above was the night sky, and in the distance lay the unknown. This walkway was so incredibly narrow that it was impossible to evade the claws extending toward me from both sides simultaneously. I ran and ran, running until my clothes were torn to shreds and the soles of my feet were bleeding.
III. The Escape from the Firing Squad
It was dusk, inside a large pond in an open field. Hundreds of people were sitting, standing, lying, or leaning, soaking listlessly in the filthy water on the verge of death; I was one of them. Not far away on the bank was a barbed-wire fence, and closer stood a white military officer guarding us with a gun. Anyone who dared to escape fell under his gunfire without exception. From time to time, he would casually fire single shots at the people in the pond. As the sky grew even darker, this fellow continued his sporadic shooting, and I could see the muzzle of his gun was about to align directly with me. "If I don't run, I die anyway!" Shifting into sudden shock, I leaped onto the bank and bolted at top speed. Relying on this desperate struggle and the cover of the night, I actually managed to escape.
IV. The Undulating Ridge of Home
Once, I followed a treacherous yellow-earth mountain ridge, trudging with immense difficulty up and down from west to east. Of course, this ridge was countless times smaller than an actual mountain, yet it was just as winding and steep. It would appear as though a path existed, but the moment I reached it, the path vanished. Just as I was caught in frantic helplessness, not knowing what to do, I timely awoke. It turned out to be yet another dream about losing my way on the journey home.
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第四百零六篇
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