柔地包容和安抚。
他们继续在歌声中漫步旋转。
“i offer you whatever insight my books may hold. whatever manliness or humour my life.”
我给你我写的书中所能包含的一切悟力、我生活中所能有的男子气概或幽默。
“i offer you that kernel of myself that i have saved somehow -the central heart that deals not in words, traffics not with dreams and is untouched by time, by joy, by adversities.”
我给你我设法保全的我自己的核心——不营字造句,不和梦想交易,不被时间、欢乐和逆境触动的核心。
封肆的声音一字一字地落进耳中,是陆璟深早已熟识的、能叩击他灵魂的声音。
“i offer you the memory of a yellow rose seen at sunset, years before you were born.
i offer you explanationsof yourself, theories about yourself, authentic and surprising news of yourself.”
我给你,早在你出生前多年的一个傍晚看到的一朵黄玫瑰的记忆。
 
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