战前,我有一只松鼠。它原先的主人在我上车的时候很巧妙地把它作为礼物悄悄塞进我的大衣口袋里,当时我已经相继欣赏然而谢绝了一头滑头滑脑、气味浓重的北美浣熊,一只年满一岁的豹猫,一头四个月大的小母狮和一只像生菜盆一般大、人家向我保证会伸出爪子的名叫阿纳托尔的癞蛤蟆。我曾在别处说起过这只巴西松鼠,它全身呈深铜绿色,翘起的尾巴顶端和腹部则是红色的。兴许我这样描绘它还早了点儿,其实我对它并没有一个基本的了解,因为,那时 Before the war, I had a squirrel. Its original owner secretly tucked it into my coat pocket as I was getting in the car, and I had to admire it one-by-one, but declined a slick, smelly North American raccoon, A year old leopard cat, a four-month-old little lioness and a big lettuce basin as a whole, people assured me that they will reach out to claws named Anatol’s Toad. I’ve talked about this Brazilian squirrel elsewhere, it’s deep greenish-green, with the top of the cocked tail and the abdomen red. Maybe I pictured it a bit earlier, but in fact I did not have a basic understanding of it, because at that time