##my tenth origianl book is filled with lonely.
##There is no such thing as perfect despair ——村上春树处女作,且听风吟。
##Distant summer time, girls vanished in the flood of people and flow of time, a handful of grass from a dissected cow’s stomach, wells on Mars and the wind. As always, irrecoverable sense of nostalgia and emptiness. Reread after one year, last summer already seems like ages ago.
##觉得生活了无趣味的时候开始重读。里面竟然谈论了Bradbury和火星小人.....很多片段和以前一样读起来感同身受。
##There’s no such thing as perfect writing. Just like there’s no such thing as perfect despair.
##书里面的孤独感疏离感比挪威的森林还要强烈。原来,heartfield是村上自己杜撰的作家?
##可能是我英文水平还不够,读完了也说不出来什么感觉。
##平平淡淡讲一个夏天的波澜
##my tenth origianl book is filled with lonely.