[ He saw it go in the bush. He did. He's sure he did. But every time he thinks about looking in the bush, his mind slides off it like water off a duck's back. He twists and turns around on the spot, frustrated, trying to get his mind to work properly. ]
It is dangerous. You will hurt yourself. [ He tries rationalizing with the goose, wherever it is.
He pulls out a little bag, and from the bag, a seven-stringed instrument called a guqin appears. Fine. If the goose will not return it, he will play a song that will just calm the goose down until he gives it back. That'll work, right? ]
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It is dangerous. You will hurt yourself. [ He tries rationalizing with the goose, wherever it is.
He pulls out a little bag, and from the bag, a seven-stringed instrument called a guqin appears. Fine. If the goose will not return it, he will play a song that will just calm the goose down until he gives it back. That'll work, right? ]