双城记

李彩滢

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. It was the season of light, it was the season of darkness. It was the spring of hope, it was the winter of sadness. It was the year one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five

2020-04-09

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  李彩滢
  All this in a second. As the smoke cleared, Miss Pross saw the lifeless body of Madame Defarge on the ground. In horror, she opened her mouth to call for help, but then she thought of the dangers this would bring for her dear Lucie. With shaking hands, she got her hat and coat, locked the door of the room, and went downstairs

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  I saw a lot through the smoke of the French Revolution in A Tale of two cities. I saw the cruelty and exploitation of the ruling class, I saw the anger of the working people, I saw the castles of aristocrats burning in the roaring fire, I saw the people singing in the fire of anger, I saw one of the worst times.

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