“It's all right,” Jean urged him. “You're free.” Suddenly Frankie understood. He exploded into a run, flying over the filed like a greyhound, his hooves barely touching the ground.
“It's all right,” Jean urged him. “You're free.” Suddenly Frankie understood. He exploded into a run, flying over the filed like a greyhound, his hooves barely touching the ground.
“没事了，”琼鼓励它。“你自由了。”突然间，弗兰基明白了。它猛地奔跑起来，像头身细腿长的细狗飞越过旷野，四蹄几乎腾空。