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Now we are together sitting outside in the sunshine.
此刻我們正坐在一起，沐浴著外邊的陽(yáng)光。
But soon we'll be apart and soon it'll be night at noon.
但不久我們便要分離，不久午夜就要降臨。
Now things are fine the clouds are far away up in the sky.
此刻一切如此美好，遙遠(yuǎn)天空上片片云朵。
But soon I'll be on a plane and soon you'll feel the cold rain.
但不久我就要登上飛機(jī)，不久你就要飽嘗冷雨。
You promised to stay in touch when we're apart.
我們分別時(shí)，你曾承諾要保持聯(lián)系。
You promised before I left that you'll always love me.
在我離開(kāi)前，你曾承諾會(huì)永遠(yuǎn)愛(ài)我。
Time goes by, and people cry and everything goes too fast.
時(shí)光流逝，伊人啜泣，萬(wàn)物來(lái)去匆匆。
Do you consider the book to be autobiographical?
你認(rèn)為這本書(shū)算自傳式的嗎？
Well, I mean isn't everything autobiographical?
這個(gè)...什么書(shū)不是自傳式的呢？
I mean, we all see the world through our own tiny keyhole, right?
我們都是通過(guò)自己那小小的鑰匙孔看外面的世界，對(duì)吧？
I mean, I always think of Thomas Wolfe, you know.
我是說(shuō)，我總想起湯瑪斯·沃爾夫說(shuō)的。
Have you ever seen that little one page " Note to Reader" in the front of Look Homeward, Angel?
你看過(guò)《天使望故鄉(xiāng)》那本書(shū)前面那短短一頁(yè)的“致讀者”嗎？
Right? you know what I'm talking about?
你知道我在說(shuō)什么吧？
Anyway, he says that we are the sum of all the moments of our lives, and that anybody who sits down to write will use the clay of their own life that you can't avoid that.
總之，他說(shuō)我們的生命就是由點(diǎn)點(diǎn)滴滴集合而成的，而任何人坐下來(lái)，寫(xiě)出來(lái)的都不過(guò)是自己生命中的體驗(yàn)。誰(shuí)都無(wú)法回避。
