I only know that the enemy's artillery was aimed first at our mailbox, and after a while I learned to make out seven in ten of those lopsided characters. Then it was concentrated on our telephone. The "trajectory touch down point" was right behind my desk, my reading room was their firing ground, and in one evening I've had more than ten cerebral concussions.
只知道敵方的砲火，起先是瞄準我的信箱，那些歪歪斜斜的筆跡，久了也能猜個七分；繼而是集中在我家的電話，「落彈點」就在我書桌的背後，我的文苑就是他們的沙場，一夜之間，總有十幾次腦震盪。