It was Gatsby's father, a solemn old man, very helpless and dismayed, bundled up in a long cheap ulster against the warm September day. His eyes leaked continuously with excitement, and when I took the bag and umbrella from his hands he began to pull so incessantly at his sparse gray beard that I had difficulty in getting off his coat. He was on the point of collapse, so I took him into the music-room and made 去书内

  • 秋水揽星河 秋水揽星河

    It shows the grief of a father who lost his son.

    2020-12-27 喜欢(0) 回复(0)