读某些民国文人的情书,一不小心是会醉死人的。比如诗人徐志摩写给陆小曼的情书。“我有时恨不得拿自己血管里的血写一首诗给你,叫你知道我爱你是怎样的深。”还有,“今天早上的时刻,过得甜极了。只要你;有你我就忘却一切,我什么都不想什么都不要了,因为我什么都有了,与你在一起没有第三人时,我最乐。坐着也好,走道也好,上街买东西也好。爱是甘草,这苦的世界有了它就好上口了。眉,你真玲珑,你真活泼,你真像一条小龙。” Reading the love letters of some Republican writers accidentally drunk dead people. For example, the poet Xu Zhimo wrote a love letter to Lu Xiaoman. “Sometimes I can not wait to write a poem in my own blood to tell you how deep I love you.” “And,” This morning was a sweet time, as long as you were; I have forgotten everything, I do not want nothing, because I have everything, with you when there is no third person, I am the most enjoyable, sitting Ye Hao, walked the streets to buy things Ye Hao is licorice, this bitter world has it like a catchy eyebrow, you are exquisite, you are lively, you are like a little dragon.