Book1:TeDream-Maker
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’sdeath,findingshecouldnothahepublishingpanyalone,shesoldit．Somehowshefeltrestless，feelingtherewassomethingsheshouldhavedodidn’t．Searghermind，itsuddenlydawnedohatshehadhepapersyet．No,shehadhepaperssinceJoshua’sdeath．Habitsofformerdaysstillydormantinhermemoryandoccurredagainwhendistressed．Shelitacigaretteandsatdown． Thelivingroomwashugewithtwosetsoffurniture：oneese,oern．Theesesetwasmadeofrosewood,cqueredandeboratelycarved,coveredwithembroideredsatincushions.Thewesterwasofvelvet,softandfortable．Therewerethingsscatteredaroundtheroom，chosenfortheirartisticvalue：athickPersiancarpetwovenwithpicturesoftheCrusaders,sculptureoffuciusotbellywhichJoshuachosebecauseitwassodifferentfromtheusuallikenessandshowedtheiivenessoftheartist，areplicaofRodin’s"Musing"，hisfavoritesculpture．Nooneknewwhatthatmanwasthinkingofsittingtherecradlinghischeeksinhishands．TherewasalsoanivorycarvingofaThaidancer,frozeninherbeautifundmeicalposture．Thesewereallmasterpicesmadebyartistsdepigthehumanbodyastheirsubjectmatter．Man’sposturediffersinthedifferentstagesofhislife．Theeandvivaciousnessofchildhood,wherelifeforcesbrewandgrowforalongtimeexplodeintotheseeminglyeverstingenergyofyouth，likethebudjustburstingwithbloom．Thehestabilityandsophisticationofadulthood，themostpreciousandgoldenageofman,whichisliketheflowerinfullbloom,themostbeautifundfasatingstage,untilitmellowsandfadesintooldage,wherethebodyshrinksandshrivelsandthefacewrinkles．Butitislikethesettingsunwhichleavesitsresiduewarmthoh,symbolizingthekindnessalenessofoldage．Thoughman’sbodygebecauseofoutwardenviroandcircumstances,wemakeourmindsandsoulsintomasterpieces,justliketheartistswhomakeourbodiesintoart． ItwasatthisstageofhislifethatJoshuamarriedshedidnotmindtheagedifference．Havinglostherfatherduringchildhood,shelookeduptohimasafatherfigure，seemingtopromisesafetyandsecurity．Shethoughtthatthesixtieswereamayearsbecausethenhewasmatureandasfullofsubstanceasanepic．Joshua’sfaceseemedtoappearbeforeher,itssternandsolemnexpressionemphasizedbyhisrimlessgsses.Hismeticulouscalcutionsoftimewasanobsessionbonmania，ashewouldusehiscalcutortopnhisdayexacttotheverysedastohowlonghecouldspendoneachofhisdailyactivities．As，exadaccurateashewas，therewasnowayhecouldcalcutehowlonghisheartwouldkeepbeating．Itwasatimebombthatcouldexplodeatanyminute.Novelusedtobehisprivatehenshegraduallytookoverthedutiesofhisbusinessassistant,beforefinallybeinghiswife． Shewasstillloafingonthesofawhenallkindsofpicturescameunbiddenintoherhead.Thefirsticasso’spaintingur-faan"．WhenNovelfirstsawit，shehadthoughtitweirdandstraoexpressthingswithtriangles，butitleftadeepimpressionradually，shecametoappreciatethatthetriangurshapewasharmonious．Thenthesegedtothefamouspictureedoldigupleft-overearsofwheatfromanalreadyharvestedfield．Shewassmilingfaintlyinsatisfa．Novelwasdeeplymovedbythepicture． Suddenlyshegrewnervousandbrokeintoacoldsweatbecauseanotherchildhoodsecrowdedintohermemory．Shewasonlytenoreleventhen，havingjustmovedintoanapartmentohfloorofatenstoreybuilding,theup