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[参考译文]第一次化疗后不久,我就让婉达帮着我收拾书房。写字台上,书架上,还有打字机上都布满了一层厚厚的灰尘,最后我们把书房收拾得一尘不染。我很久没有写点什么了。现在,我又要开始写作了。我的第一篇作品是关于我记忆中的一个圣诞节。那年我7岁,正赶上30年代的经济大箫条。我们住在一个破败的农场里。在那种艰苦的年代里,我根本不敢奢望能得到什么圣诞礼物。圣诞节前夜里刮了一场暴风雪,我蜷缩在
Shortly after the first chemotherapy, I asked Tiida to help me clean up my study. There was a thick layer of dust on the desk, on the bookshelf, and on the typewriter. In the end we put the study in a spotless spot. I haven’t written anything for a long time. Now, I’m going to start writing again. My first work is about a Christmas in my memory. I was 7 years old that year and I was catching up with the economic ties of the 1930s. We live in a dilapidated farm. In that difficult age, I did not dare to expect any Christmas gifts. I caught a snowstorm on Christmas Eve and I curled up