太陽照常升起（英文版） [The Sun Also Rises] epub pdf mobi txt 電子書下載 2024

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齣版社：天津人民齣版社

ISBN：9787201120843

版次：1

商品編碼：12167693

品牌：Holybird

包裝：平裝

外文名稱：The Sun Also Rises

開本：32開

齣版時間：2017-08-01

用紙：純質紙

頁數：240

字數：250

正文語種：英文

太陽照常升起（英文版） [The Sun Also Rises] epub pdf mobi txt 電子書下載 2024

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　　《太陽照常升起》是海明威的成名作，自齣版以來一直深受有前衛心理和逆反心理、渴望獨創藝術、渴望更加開放的心靈空間的年輕讀者群青睞。本書為英文原版，同時配有配套英文朗讀，詳見圖書封底博客鏈接。

內容簡介

　　《太陽照常升起》以1924年至1925年這一曆史時段和名城巴黎為背景。圍繞一群在感情或愛情上遭受過嚴重創傷，或者在戰爭中落下瞭嚴重心理或生理機能障礙的英美男女青年放浪形骸的生活，以及發生在他們之間的情感糾葛而展開。反映瞭這代人意識覺醒後卻又感到無路可走的痛苦、悲哀的心境。在《太陽照常升起》之中海明威盡量采用直截瞭當的抒情、鮮明的對話、簡短句式，用簡單易懂的詞語把事件、景物、人物的語言、心理描寫、行動等呈現在讀者眼前。作者藉此成為"迷惘的一代"的代言人，並以此書開創瞭海明威式的獨特文風。

　　本書為全英文版，同時配有配套英文朗讀，讓讀者在品讀精彩文章的同時，亦能提升英文閱讀水平。

　　Published in 1926 to explosive acclaim, The Sun Also Rises stands as perhaps the most impressive first novel ever written by an American writer. It's a fiction about a group of American and British expatriates who travel from Paris to the Festival of San Fermín in Pamplona to watch the running of the bulls and the bullfights. An early and enduring modernist novel, it received mixed reviews upon publication.

　　The novel is a roman à clef; the characters are based on real people of Hemingway's circle, and the action is based on real events. In the novel, Hemingway presents his notion that the "Lost Generation", considered to have been decadent, dissolute and irretrievably damaged by World War I, was resilient and strong. Additionally, Hemingway investigates the themes of love, death, renewal in nature, and the nature of masculinity.

作者簡介

　　歐內斯特·海明威（Ernest Miller Hemingway），美國作傢、記者，被認為是20世紀著名的小說傢之一。海明威的一生之中曾榮獲不少奬項。他在第一次世界大戰期間被授予銀製勇敢勛章；1953年，他以《老人與海》一書獲得普利策奬；1954年的《老人與海》又為海明威奪得諾貝爾文學奬。2001年，海明威的《太陽照樣升起》與《永彆瞭，武器》兩部作品被美國現代圖書館列入"20世紀中的100部英文小說"。

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　　Robert Cohn was once middleweight boxing champion of Princeton. Do not think that I am very much impressed by that as a boxing title, but it meant a lot to Cohn. He cared nothing for boxing, in fact he disliked it, but he learned it painfully and thoroughly to counteract the feeling of inferiority and shyness he had felt on being treated as a Jew at Princeton. There was a certain inner comfort in knowing he could knock down anybody who was snooty to him, although, being very shy and a thoroughly nice boy, he never fought except in the gym. He was Spider Kelly's star pupil. Spider Kelly taught all his young gentlemen to box like featherweights, no matter whether they weighed one hundred and five or two hundred and five pounds. But it seemed to fit Cohn. He was really very fast. He was so good that Spider promptly overmatched him and got his nose permanently flattened. This increased Cohn's distaste for boxing, but it gave him a certain satisfaction of some strange sort, and it certainly improved his nose. In his last year at Princeton he read too much and took to wearing spectacles. I never met any one of his class who remembered him. They did not even remember that he was middleweight boxing champion.

　　I mistrust all frank and simple people, especially when their stories hold together, and I always had a suspicion that perhaps Robert Cohn had never been middleweight boxing champion, and that perhaps a horse had stepped on his face, or that maybe his mother had been frightened or seen something, or that he had, maybe, bumped into something as a young child, but I finally had somebody verify the story from Spider Kelly. Spider Kelly not only remembered Cohn. He had often wondered what had become of him.

　　Robert Cohn was a member, through his father, of one of the richest Jewish families in New York, and through his mother of one of the oldest. At the military school where he prepped for Princeton, and played a very good end on the football team, no one had made him race-conscious. No one had ever made him feel he was a Jew, and hence any different from anybody else, until he went to Princeton. He was a nice boy, a friendly boy, and very shy, and it made him bitter. He took it out in boxing, and he came out of Princeton with painful self-consciousness and the flattened nose, and was married by the first girl who was nice to him. He was married five years, had three children, lost most of the fifty thousand dollars his father left him, the balance of the estate having gone to his mother, hardened into a rather unattractive mould under domestic unhappiness with a rich wife; and just when he had made up his mind to leave his wife she left him and went off with a miniature-painter. As he had been thinking for months about leaving his wife and had not done it because it would be too cruel to deprive her of himself, her departure was a very healthful shock.

　　The divorce was arranged and Robert Cohn went out to the Coast. In California he fell among literary people and, as he still had a little of the fifty thousand left, in a short time he was backing a review of the Arts. The review commenced publication in Carmel, California, and finished in Provincetown, Massachusetts. By that time Cohn, who had been regarded purely as an angel, and whose name had appeared on the editorial page merely as a member of the advisory board, had become the sole editor. It was his money and he discovered he liked the authority of editing. He was sorry when the magazine became too expensive and he had to give it up.

　　By that time, though, he had other things to worry about. He had been taken in hand by a lady who hoped to rise with the magazine. She was very forceful, and Cohn never had a chance of not being taken in hand. Also he was sure that he loved her. When this lady saw that the magazine was not going to rise, she became a little disgusted with Cohn and decided that she might as well get what there was to get while there was still something available, so she urged that they go to Europe, where Cohn could write. They came to Europe, where the lady had been educated, and stayed three years. During these three years, the first spent in travel, the last two in Paris, Robert Cohn had two friends, Braddocks and myself. Braddocks was his literary friend. I was his tennis friend.