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How It Is
Published in French in 1961, and in English in 1964, How It Is is a novel in three parts, written in short paragraphs, which tell (abruptly, cajolingly, bleakly) of a narrator lying in the dark, in the mud, repeating his life as he hears it uttered - or remembered - by another voice. Told from within, from the dark, the story is tirelessly and intimately explicit about the feelings that pervade his world, but fragmentary and vague about all else therein or beyond. Together with Molloy, How It Is counts for many readers as Beckett's greatest accomplishment in the novel form. It is also his most challenging narrative, both stylistically and for the pessimism of its vision, which continues the themes of reduced circumstance, of another life before the present, and the self-appraising search for an essential self, which were inaugurated in the great prose narratives of his earlier trilogy.
异世逆天
本文玄幻，慢热。女主冷情、嗜血、邪恶。简介随时修改：《悲伤版》犹记得男子凝满深情爱恋的双眸，字字句句仿若誓言：“天儿，凌霄爱你，下一世，天儿可否做凌霄一个人的天……”“可否做凌霄一个人的天……”“逆天，只要你不在恨我，让我留在你身边，哪怕你不愿再看枫灏一眼，我亦知足了……”“知足了……”“啊……啊……啊……啊……啊……”女子撕心裂肺的惨叫声径自回荡着……盘旋着……擎霸天看着那人痛不欲生的模样，心痛的难以形容，无力的跪在那片被鲜血染红的云上，整个人被悔恨淹没，他后悔了，后悔如此对她，后悔让她如此痛苦，后悔杀了那两个男人。他想靠近她，可是虚软的身体早已失去了行动的力量……他知道，他已经失去了接近她的勇气，甚至失去了看到她的资格。夜去晨至，日出日落，也不知过了几个日夜，那呆坐的女子，红发成雪，血泪满眶，蜡白的近乎透明的脸上，滴滴血红的眼泪滚落，阳光下，那血红的泪滴仿若耀眼的血红玛瑙，绝美而凄然……只见那女子摇晃的站起身，慢慢的走到那跪坐的男子面前，声音轻的彷如飘渺的风，“看到这样的我，你满意了？”“哈哈哈……”讽刺的笑声自女子口中溢出，带着诀别的凄凉，带着噬心碎魂的悲痛……“这个世界真是可笑，人永远被欲望主宰，得不到的永远是最好的，老天，既然你让我欠下这么多的情债，如果我死了，是否就可以还清了？”凌霄，你为我白发，此刻我还与你，你为我殒命，我已命尝；雪枫灏，你与我纠缠十世，就让我的死来做个了结吧……只希望下一世，你们不要再遇见我这般无心的人，永远不要再遇见我……心，好累，好累，此刻活着对逆天来说太沉重，太痛苦，不如归去……不如归去……那些爱着她的男人，那些给予她爱的亲人，那个可爱的小人儿……再也与她无关……白色的身形变得透明，乳白的浓雾，九色绚丽的光华，围绕着那满身悲凉的女子旋转着，仿佛有生命般，发出一声声悲鸣。随着时间流逝，那绚烂的光华淡了，浓密的雾气消散了，女子已随雾散魂归……男子平淡的看着那被浓雾笼罩的透明身影，他知道，她要去了，这里再也没有她所留恋的，这偌大的尘世再也留不住她……他好不甘心，为什么？他能够主宰世界，却不能让她心中有他，眼看着那人就要羽化而去，男子疯狂的怒吼着，“煜风，你以为死了就可以逃离吗？你做梦……你做梦……”
