Az.：田园生活的回忆总是甜蜜而忧伤 热烈的手足之情和懵懂的爱恋。后来卷入的战争展现的则是面对残酷 并在其中成长起来的过程。另外 还好这是一个虚构的故事 哪怕已然是难过了。查理真是个一如既往勇敢到最后的人 哪怕面对那么荒谬而悲哀的局面。也愿小兄弟汤米也肩负起未来 属于自己的使命 好好活下去。Whenever we went up to put flowers on Father’s grave, Big Joe would go off on his own, hunting for more creatures to add to his collection; that’s when he wasn’t just standing there gazing up at the tower and singing Oranges and Lemons at the top of his voice and watching the swifts screaming around the church tower. Nothing seemed to make him happier than that.
“I like Big Joe. He’s kind. I like people who are kind.”“There's a mouse in here with me. He's sitting there in the light of the lamp, looking up at me. He seems as surprised to see me as I am to see him. There he goes. I can hear him still, scurrying about somewhere under the hayrick. I think he's gone now. I hope he comes back. I miss him already.”“We're much alike, bee, you and me," I said. "You may carry your pack underneath you and your rifle may stick out of your bottom. But you and me, bee, are much alike.”“Being his real brother I could feel I live in his shadows, but I never have and I do not now. I live in his glow.”“I want no tears, Tommo,” he whispers in my ear. “This is going to be difficult enough without tears.” He holds me at arm’s length. “Understand?” I can do no more than nod.