流動的饗宴( A Moveable Feast )

為什麼中英文都寫呢，因為我都看過，感覺很不同，忍不住寫寫我看中英文的感受。

讀英文的就很像掉進去一部海明威主演的電影，然後在影片中當個跑龍套的小角色，雖然會一直遇到主角，但不會有對話產生，感覺就像英文版的封面一樣，黑白然後大家聚在一起聊天，當然我既不是拍照的攝影師也不是收走他喝過的咖啡的服務生，頂多是遠遠的看到這聊天的情景，就路過的路人吧！

讀中文的，感覺很像被導遊帶著逛海明威的巴黎，他還附上很多跟書裡有關的新舊照，讓我一下回到他的時代一下又回到了現代，我就是遊客，被牽著走進走出，身上不再是海明威活著的時代的衣物，也聽不見他和費滋傑羅講話，反倒是看過的巴黎都是曾經海明威的影子，我可以當他，做他曾經做過的事，不再是跑龍套的演員，當然也不會存在在7.80年前了，另一種感受。

純粹是語言的不同，就讓思想和看進去的圖像完全不同，也許這就是翻譯吧，讓不一樣的語言可以表達，即便看的人有不同的感覺，那是文字上本質的差異，能夠用力讓讀者對這本書有共鳴，應該是譯者希望的吧，當然也可能是我中文比英文好啦，看英文版的時候多少有點緊張，這個字是不是看過，這段落有沒有言外之意，這句話是諺語嗎？多少會這樣想，所以看起來有點像是「流動的考驗」，也難怪會一直覺得是跑龍套的演員，既不重要又擔心不懂，看中譯本真的是饗宴，看過去都是海明威心中的巴黎在字裡行間流動，不忍心立刻看完，也捨不得看別本。

這是唯一一本中英文都看過的，很開心我能理解兩個語言，就連同一本書都有兩個感受，真的有趣。

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