前不久的一个晚上,我对几个朋友谈起了我很久以前读过的一个故事。这个故事的题目叫什么,作者是谁,没有人能说得清楚。那是一个用第一人称叙述的故事。法国北部的中央有个叫文丹姆的小镇,镇子里有座古堡,它的大门上了锁,百叶窗紧紧闭着,花园也已荒废。 One night earlier, I talked to a few friends about a story I read a long time ago. What is the title of this story? Who is the author? No one can make it clear. That’s a story of first person narration. In the center of northern France there is a small town called Wendham, a fortress in the town, a lock on its main entrance, closed shutters, and a deserted garden.