他看见墓碑上有一些黑字写的东西。He saw something written in black on the gravestones.文森特赫然耸现在我面前，面色灰白得像一块墓碑。Vincent loomed over me, as pale and grey as a tombstone.我拂去了墓碑顶上的雨水。I swept rainwater off the flat top of a gravestone....
她携带含泪的微笑读那封盼愿已经久的信.She read the long - awaited letter with a tearful smile.其他姿态都可以是变动不定,了无痕迹的, 风格却是性格的最终极最经久的表露.Other gestures shift and change and flit, this is the ultimate and enduring revelation of personality....