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我写的双语小说《沐于浮华》Bathing In the Limelight他在门前的碎砖上蹲了整整一周，用一把捡来的美工刀，在浸透三遍桐油的黑松木上刻字。那隶书苍劲如碑，竟不输西安碑林。收锋之际，刀锋失手扎入大腿，鲜血滴落木板。他不擦，心想这是"古法开光"。He squatted on the broken bricks before the door for a full week, carving into black pine thrice-steeped in tung oil with a found utility knife. His clerical script was stark and monumental — a match for the ancient steles of Xi'an. At the final stroke, the blade slipped and drove into his thigh. Blood dripped onto the wood. He did not wipe it. "Ancient consecration," he thought.
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