When i look back, the Garden is a dream to me. It was beautiful, surpassingly beautiful, enchantingly beautiful; and now it is lost, and I shall not see it any more.
The Garden is lost, but I have found him, and am content. He loves me as well as he can; I love him with all the strength of my passionate nature, and this, I think, is proper to my youth and sex. If I ask myself why i love him, I find i do not know, and do not really much care to know; so I suppose that this kind of love is not a product of reasoning and statistics, like one's love for other reptiles and animals. I think that this must be so. I love certain birds because of their songs; but I do not love Adam on account of his singing--no, it is not that; the more he sings the more I do not get reconciled to it. Yet i ask hi... (查看原文)
0 有用 Leey 2016-07-14 21:56:38
好多情话的说
1 有用 DavPaL 2013-12-31 10:38:10
从人的角度写了人离开神后,爱情的追逐,内心的活动。
0 有用 Pegi 2013-12-24 20:25:56
这本书很有意思——是关于爱的故事,是男人与女人的故事。电子书只要八毛五,没错,八毛五。我的天~~
0 有用 Hey 2013-07-18 14:09:40
不怎么好看。。。
0 有用 狂爱夏洛特 2010-09-05 19:41:59
没想到作者是马克 吐温