The air every morning is full of the beating of wings as the birds fly in from the south, circling above the lake before they settle in the salty fingers of the marshes. In the lulls of the wind the cacophony of their hooting, quacking, honking, squawking reaches us like the noise of a rival city on the water: greylag, bean goose, pintail, wigeon, mallard, teal, smew.
The arrival of the first of the migrating waterfowl confirms the earlier signs, the ghost of a new warmth on the wind, the glassy translucence of the lake-ice. Spring is on its way, one of these days it will be time to plant.
Meanwhile it is the season for trapping. Before dawn, parties of men leave for the lake to lay their nets. By mid-morning they are back with huge catches: birds with their necks twisted... (查看原文)
0 有用 阿朽 2010-10-24 21:52:51
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1 有用 Gabby. Wenston 2025-02-24 20:55:56 河南
有很长一段时间我沉浸在这本书里。我感到无比悲哀,甚至潸然泪下。这是一部实在有力而悲痛的作品…
0 有用 邃。 2008-08-20 19:46:26
南非作家..新鲜. 结构思路等方面也给人耳目一新的感觉. 喜欢这部小说.
0 有用 pOOpOO熊 2011-12-17 22:12:27
人与人之间的尊重,特别是强势群体对弱势群体的尊重;乌合之众的“正义凛然”;解放军?从来都是侵略军~
0 有用 亚亚平宁 2009-07-13 11:19:45
我认为库切最好看的一本书,里面有一个思辨的人性。结尾很感人。