Ein Leben ohne Kuchen ist möglich, aber sinnlos...
Я уже люблю эту новеллу! Начать читать с самого начала это не по мне. Поэтому я сразу открыла про бал в лицее, потому что это почти самый любимый эпизод. А там вот это чудесное:
It wasn’t the Phantom.
He was the wrong age, wrong physique, and had the wrong air about him. There was nothing in common with the Phantom.
Frankly, he was too pretty.
His wavy blond hair framed his soft-looking face. There were only a few times in life one got to lay eyes on perfect specimens of the human race, but it was fair to say this was probably one of those times.
If Hagi’s beauty was like that of the moon at night, then this man’s beauty was like that of the sunlight in spring.
The appearance of this charming man caused all the cheeks of the nearby girls to turn the color of cherry blossoms. The young man seemed more embarrassed than proud, but still carried himself elegantly as he smiled and walked deeper into the ballroom.
Нравится сравнение с Хадзи. Это очень-очень отражает мое виденье персонажей. Вот именно за описания я и люблю книги.
Надо все-таки начать с первой страницы )))))
It wasn’t the Phantom.
He was the wrong age, wrong physique, and had the wrong air about him. There was nothing in common with the Phantom.
Frankly, he was too pretty.
His wavy blond hair framed his soft-looking face. There were only a few times in life one got to lay eyes on perfect specimens of the human race, but it was fair to say this was probably one of those times.
If Hagi’s beauty was like that of the moon at night, then this man’s beauty was like that of the sunlight in spring.
The appearance of this charming man caused all the cheeks of the nearby girls to turn the color of cherry blossoms. The young man seemed more embarrassed than proud, but still carried himself elegantly as he smiled and walked deeper into the ballroom.
Нравится сравнение с Хадзи. Это очень-очень отражает мое виденье персонажей. Вот именно за описания я и люблю книги.
Надо все-таки начать с первой страницы )))))