One day, he went out hunting with some friends. A strong wind suddenly blew his wig1 off. When his friends saw what had happened, they started laughing so hard that they could not sTOP.
The bald guy started laughing, too, and just as loudly as the other men. He said to his friends, How can I expect my fake2 hair to stay on my head when even my real hair wont stay there?
有一天，他和几个朋友出去狩猎。忽然，刮起了大风，把他的假发吹得不见踪影。朋友们看到此情此景，乐得不可以，笑个不停。
秃顶老先生也开始大笑，笑容和别的人一样灿烂，笑声和别的人一样响亮他对朋友们说：我的真发都急慌慌地要离开我，我的假发又如何会想呆在我的头上呢？
