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39他的壳变脆了。有一次滚下山头时,还敲掉了一小块,沙子灌进了伤口,非常的疼痛,他第一次可以握到了自己的壳。
His shell became fragile. Once when he rolled down a hill, it was knocked off a little. It was very pain when the sands went through the wound. For the first time, he could grasp his shell.
“也许我快变成一个壳了。”"May be I will turn into a shell soon."
“妈妈!也许我不该离开。妈妈,原谅我吧!我真是吃饱了苦头!”"Mother! May be I should not have left. Mother, forgive me! I have suffered enough!"