亚当真是一位老糊涂,他本来一切事情都很顺利,而且他已经成功的赢得社区内最漂亮女孩子的芳心,但是他对自己的征服成果却感到不满足,他必须去吃那一颗可怜的小苹果。
Poetry is perhaps what teaches us to nurture the charming illusion: how to be reborn out of ourselves over and over again, and use words to construct a better world, a fictitious world that enables us to sign a pact for a permanent and comprehensive peace ... with life.