双城记

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times; It was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness; It was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity; It was the season of light, it was the season of darkness; This is the spring of hope, this is the winter of despair; Our future has everything, our future has nothing; We are go to heaven, we also straight to hell, at the same time as the holy one of, while also fierce, for there is ignorance, there is a wisdom, there is a season of light, there is a dull season, this also believe in years, there is a big and confused, this is Doris yangchun, for there is a unique read the poor winter, people or things, or nothing, its like us, we had to the nether world into eternal.