这有点像我读越多的书,我越发现自己是多么得热爱读书,而这样我就自然而然地读更多的书。
It's a bit like the more I read, the more I remember how much I love reading. And the more I read.
但是如果我要迫使自己读不喜欢读的书,那么就真会没心情,阅读量大幅减少。
But if I try to make myself read something that I don't really feel like reading, my reading drops off considerably.
但他是书的主人公啊,他并不知道自己的结局,怎么能毫无沮丧地记叙这样的生活呢?我只是读一下就已经读得很郁闷了。
He doesn't know the end of the story, he's living it, how did he not just get depressed, when even I am depressed just reading it.
And this poem seemed like one you might find and be able to read yourself, without me there to explain it.
而这首诗似乎是一首,你们自己就可以读懂的,不用我多做解释的诗。
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