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Just Read and Write

 

這兩天對學生的忠告

 

地震了，我們真的能做什麼呢？

詩人，寫詩；還是寫詩，本職．　

 

\'CHAPTER XX

 

IT WAS A LOVELY NIGHT, so warm that he threw his coat over his arm, and did not even put his silk scarf around his throat. As he strolled home, smoking his cigarette, two young men in the evening dress passed him. (問題是對背景不了解的外國人, 誰也想象不出這裡的evening dress會是什麼樣子.) He heard one of them whisper to the other, “That is Dorian Gray.” He remembered how pleased he used to be when he was pointed out, or stared at, or talked about. He was tired of hearing his own name now. Half the charm of the little village where he had been so often lately was that no one knew who he was. (前兩年有本科學哲學書籍名叫BEING NO ONE, 一個德語作者寫的, 裡面提到: 學問的孤獨是個藝術而非哲學或現實的概念.) He had often told the girl whom he had lured to love that he was poor, and she had believed him. He had told her once that he was wicked, and she had laughed at him, and answered that wicked people were always very old and very ugly. What a laugh she had! Just like a thrush singing. And how pretty she had been in her cotton dresses and her large hats! She knew nothing, but she had everything that he had lost.

 

“你們知道這本書，但 在它的哪一章里？” 我問學生;

“答出來有獎。不是我發獎，發獎的是你自己，如果你有這麼好的記憶！”

 

I used to be an Oscar Wilde\'s fan,

but I left one of his books in the house of

my second girl friend.\'

 

so this is your homework, :)

 

-Mz