Chapter 603

Jiang Yufei wants to open his eyes, but the picture of his hand turning over the pages of the book is really beautiful.

Her eyes seem to have been stabbed, by such a beautiful picture.

"Ever heard of William Butler Yeats?" Ruan Tianling raised her eyes and asked her.

Jiang Yufei shakes her head. She has no research on foreign literature. When she was in University, she was dealing with calculation formulas and various boring data every day. She had little contact with domestic literature, let alone foreign literature.

Ruan Tianling Yang lip smile: "don't know, it doesn't matter, I can read it to you."

Jiang Yufei nodded.

Ruan Tianling's eyes fell on the page full of English letters and slowly read it out.

“Whenyouareoldandgrayandfullofsleep——”

“Andnoddingbythefire，takedownthisbook”

……

He read in English, and the letters on the page are in English letters with quills.

It's the most gorgeous typeface in the West.

The font lines are smooth and full of noble flavor.

Jiang Yufei has always liked this type of font. Now listening to Ruan Tianling read it in a deep and magnetic voice, she felt that the whole world was still.

Between heaven and earth, only his languid and hoarse voice was left, as well as the words printed in quill on the title page of the book.

“Howmanylovedyourmomentsofgladgrace,Andlovedyourbeautywithlovefalseortrue——”

“Butonemanlovedthepilgrimsoulinyou，Andlovedthesorrowsofyourchangingface……”

……

Ruan Tianling's voice slowly ended, but his pure English pronunciation kept ringing in her ears, which could not be dissipated for a long time.

"Does that sound good?" He asked.

Jiang Yufei nodded with a smile: "it's very nice."

It was his voice that was pleasant to hear. Although his voice was a bit lazy, she listened like the best Recitation in the world.

Although she could not understand what he was reading, she could feel the feeling.

"It must be a very romantic poem." Jiang Yufei said with a smile that this is what she felt.

"What else?"

"It's still a poem full of magnificence and noble spirit, feeling very dreamy and beautiful."

Ruan Tianling nodded with a smile: "you are right. William Butler Yeats is an Irish poet. His early works are romantic and gorgeous. He is good at creating dreamlike atmosphere. And this poem is my favorite poem. "

Jiang Yufei had to admit: "but I can't understand what you read."

"It doesn't matter. I'll translate it for you."

"Good."

Ruan Tianling gazed at her with deep and bright eyes and recited slowly:

"when you are old, your hair is gray, and you are sleepy -

take down this poem when you are old and have a nap by the fire

How many people love your happy youth, your beauty, your hypocrisy and sincerity -

only one person loves your pilgrim soul and the painful wrinkles on your aging face... "

Jiang Yufei opened her eyes slightly and was shocked.

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