In his blue gardens, men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars.
在他那蓝色的花园里,男男女女们来来去去,就像飞蛾在低语、香槟和星星之间飞来飞去。
-- F. Scott Fitzgerald F.斯科特·菲茨杰拉德
In his blue gardens, men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars.
在他那蓝色的花园里,男男女女们来来去去,就像飞蛾在低语、香槟和星星之间飞来飞去。
-- F. Scott Fitzgerald F.斯科特·菲茨杰拉德