The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

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• It was a gorgeous evening. A full moon drenched the road to the lustreless color of platinum, and late-blooming harvest flowers breathed into the motionless air aromas that were like low, half-heard laughter. The open country, carpeted for rods around with bright wheat, was translucent as in the day. (查看原文)

  Mushi 2012-05-16 17:49:46

• He did not remember. He did not remember clearly whether the milk was warm or cool at his last feeding or how the days passed-there was only his crib and Nana's familiar presence. And then he remembered nothing. When he was hungry he cried-that was all. Through the noons and nights he breathed and over him there were soft mumblings and murmurings that he scarcely heard, and faintly differentiated smells, and light and darkness. Then it was all dark, and his white crib and the dim faces that moved above him, and the warm sweet aroma of the milk, faded out altogether from his mind. (查看原文)

  Mushi 2012-05-16 17:56:16

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