在我前方的路上看不见有车，但我开始走并且竖起了我的拇指。
There was not a car in sight heading my way, but I started walking and stuck my thumb out.
我把喜鹊的诗紧紧握在手里，两手的拇指交替在平滑的纸夹上狠狠地摁着。
I held the poems tightly in my hands pressing my thumbs, first one and then the other, against the smoothness of the cardboard folder.
他说：“我总是拼命地搓它，连大拇指上的指纹几乎都印在石头上了。”
"I rubbed it so much that it came to look like my thumbprint was indented," he says.
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