“It was like dawn, and then dusk cascading over the Himalayas. First, the gradual brightening over snow and contour, then the shining, sparkling sun mirrored; and then as the moment of joy passed – the lingering colour-changing light; reluctant to leave. That faint, bittersweet almost-light, and then indigo outlines and inky black.”
― Radhika Mukherjee, Our Particular Shadows
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机器翻译,仅供参考:
“就像黎明,然后是黄昏,从喜马拉雅山上倾泻而下。首先,雪和轮廓逐渐变亮,然后是闪耀的太阳反射;然后是快乐的时刻过去了-挥之不去的变色光;不愿意离开。那淡淡的,苦乐参半的光,然后是靛蓝的轮廓和墨黑的。”
―拉迪卡·穆克吉,我们特别的影子