He was my North, my South, my East and West.
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight,
my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever;I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now:
put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
影评评论
两百年,许多人、事已被遗忘,曾经的爱 恨情仇也成了传说,却也有人坚守着回忆 不肯忘记。
“一页书的价值只存在于它被翻到的时候,而后来的生活定会翻遍和翻乱这部剧上的每一页。” 有思想有深度,会讲故事会塑造人物,还有丰富的想象力,卡尔维诺大概就是那种生来就是为了成为作家的人吧,即使不是上天偏爱,也仍是此时我的偏爱。 想重新回去给第一本剧集《杀手之吻Killer's Kiss》打满分,回味之后更觉有味。
He was my North, my South, my East and West. My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever;I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood; For nothing now can ever come to any good.