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鲁伊·科斯塔时常默默出神,不自觉地咯吱咯吱地咬牙齿。这时,他往往能听到来自远处的一种呼喊,悠远得像森林里传来的鼓声,飘渺得像梦里的呢喃。在熟悉了这种声音之后,他竟然能够把握它的节奏。而此时,科斯塔心里总会有什么东西随着这个节奏在萌动、在唱和。而后,感到四周的旷野随着这个节奏逐渐向自己合拢。天地越来越小,一步步地、有条不紊地进行蚕食和侵袭,旷野越来越像四堵高墙。头脑里的血也随着这个节奏而轰鸣,冲出了它们的轨道。科斯塔的眼前泛起了一片红
Rui Costa often silent, unconsciously creaky teeth. At this moment, he could often hear a shout from afar as far as the drum sound coming from the forest, misty like a murmuring dream. After being familiar with this sound, he could grasp its rhythm. And this time, Costa Rica, there will always be something with this rhythm in the sprouting, singing and. Then, feel the surrounding wilderness gradually close to themselves with this rhythm. World is getting smaller and smaller, step by step, methodically erode and invasion, the wilderness more and more like four walls. Blood in the mind also roar with this rhythm, out of their orbit. Costa star in front of a red