笔趣阁

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第二十一章（第7页）

"

Yes."

"

Aretherehuntersonthisplanet"

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No."

"

Ah，thatisinteresting!Aretherechickens"

"

No."

"

Nothingisperfect，"

sighedthefox.

Buthecamebacktohisidea.

"

Mylifeisverymonotonous，"

thefoxsaid."

Ihuntchickens;menhuntme.Allthechickensarejustalike，andallthemenarejustalike.And，inconsequence，Iamalittlebored.Butifyoutameme，itwillbeasifthesuncametoshineonmylife.Ishallknowthesoundofastepthatwillbedifferentfromalltheothers.Otherstepssendmehurryingbackunderneaththeground.Yourswillcallme，likemusic，outofmyburrow.Andthenlook:youseethegrain-fieldsdownyonderIdonoteatbread.Wheatisofnousetome.Thewheatfieldshavenothingtosaytome.Andthatissad.Butyouhavehairthatisthecolourofgold.Thinkhowwonderfulthatwillbewhenyouhavetamedme!Thegrain，whichisalsogolden，willbringmebackthethoughtofyou.AndIshalllovetolistentothewindinthewheat..."

Thefoxgazedatthelittleprince，foralongtime.

"

Please—tameme!"

hesaid.

"

Iwantto，verymuch，"

thelittleprincereplied."

ButIhavenotmuchtime.Ihavefriendstodiscover，andagreatmanythingstounderstand."

"

Oneonlyunderstandsthethingsthatonetames，"

saidthefox."

Menhavenomoretimetounderstandanything.Theybuythingsallreadymadeattheshops.Butthereisnoshopanywherewhereonecanbuyfriendship，andsomenhavenofriendsanymore.Ifyouwantafriend，tameme..."

"

WhatmustIdo，totameyou"

askedthelittleprince.

"

Youmustbeverypatient，"

repliedthefox."

Firstyouwillsitdownatalittledistancefromme—likethat—inthegrass.Ishalllookatyououtofthecornerofmyeye，andyouwillsaynothing.Wordsarethesourceofmisunderstandings.Butyouwillsitalittleclosertome，everyday..."