目录 The Old Man and the Sea A Farewell to Arms BOOK I Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 BOOK II Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 BOOK III Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 BOOK IV Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 BOOK V Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 The Sun Also Rises BOOK I Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 BOOK II Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 BOOK III Chapter 19 For Whom the Bell Tolls Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 The Snows of Kilimanjaro The Short Happy Life of Francis Macomber The Capital of The World The Snows of Kilimanjaro Old Man at the Bridge On the Quai at Smyrna Indian Camp The Doctor and the Doctors Wife The End of Something The Three-Day Blow The Battler Cross-Country Snow My Old Man Big Two-Hearted River: Part I Big Two-Hearted River: Part II The Undefeated In Another Country An Alpine Idyll A Pursuit Race Today is Friday Banal Story A Clean, Well-Lighted Place The Light of the World God Rest You Merry, Gentlemen The Sea Change A Way Youll Never be The Mother of a Queen One Reader Writes Homage to Switzerlad A Days Wait A Natural History of the Dead Wine of Wyoming The Gambler, the Nun, and the Radio Fathers and Sons
内容摘要 "I think they are equal." "And the best fisherman is you." "No. I know others better." "Que va," the boy said. "There are many good fishermen and some great ones. Butthere is only you." "Thank you. You make me happy. I hope no fish will come along so great that he willprove us wrong." "There is no such fish if you are still strong as you say." "I may not be as strong as I think," the old man said. "But I know many tricks and I have resolution." "You ought to go to bed now so that you will be fresh in the morning. I will take the things back to the Terrace." "Good night then. I will wake you in the morning." "You re my alarm clock," the boy said. "Age is my alarm clock," the old man said. "Why do old men wake so early? Is it tohave one longer day?" "I don t know," the boy said. "All I know is that young boys sleep late and hard." "I can remember it," the old man said. "I ll waken you in time." "I do not like for him to waken me. It is as though I were inferior." "I know." "Sleep well old man." The boy went out. They had eaten with no light on the table and the old man took offhis trousers and went to bed in the dark. He rolled his trousers up to make a pillow,putting the newspaper inside them. He rolled himself in the blanket and slept on theother old newspapers that covered the springs of the bed. He was asleep in a short time and he dreamed of Africa when he was a boy and thelong golden beaches and the white beaches, so white they hurt your eyes, and the highcapes and the great brown mountains. He lived along that coast now every night and inhis dreams he heard the surf roar and saw the native boats come riding through it. Hesmelled the tar and oakum of the deck as he slept and he smelled the smell of Africa thatthe land breeze brought at morning.