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一个人有时会产生各种莫名其妙的想法……就譬如说昨天吧。当时我又和露西夫人并排坐在她家别墅前的小花园里。年轻的金发夫人沉默无言,一双目光深沉的大眼睛仰望着黄昏时锦缎般绚丽的天空,手里把一块布鲁塞尔花边手绢当作扇子轻轻摇着。我闻到阵阵沁人肺腑的芳香,但不知是来自她这摇动的手绢呢,还是来自那株丁香树。“这株美丽的丁香可真叫……”我说——纯粹是无话找话。须知沉默是一条神秘的林间小道啊;在这条小道上,常会有种种见不得人的念
Sometimes a person has a variety of inexplicable ideas ... For example, yesterday. I was sitting side by side with Mrs. Lucy in the little garden in front of her house. The young, blonde lady, silent, a pair of eyes with deep eyes, looking up to the brilliant damask sky at dusk, wiggled a Brussels-lace handkerchief as a fan. I smelt the delicate fragrance of the human body, but I do not know from her shaking handkerchief, or from that lilac tree. “This beautiful clove is really called ... ” I said - purely without words to find. Silence is a mysterious forest path ah; in this trail, there are often all kinds of people who read the concept