"And now, near the end, I think of you again with clear love. Did we not? Did you not flame, and I catch fire? Was not the love that we found worth the tempest that it boomed." 这是多么美好又过于深刻的遗憾 父女相见和信纸在风中飘落的那一段简直让人心碎......
I cannot let you burn me up, nor can I resist you. No mere human can stand in a fire and not be consumed. And I took your hand, mine rested in yours with trust and relief. 隐秘的爱情,在重新被发现的那一刻,仿佛又重来了一次,在当下人们的身体上、血液里,那种激情肆意流淌,不管结局是毁灭还是沉寂。维多利亚时代的诗人Rudolf Henry Ash 与女作家Christabel LaMotte那一段不伦之恋,隐匿于英格兰的乡间、蒸汽火车、山川河流,深绿丛林之中。正如他的名字Ash已经预示了结局。
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