And whether it's the opening line from "One Hundred Years of Solitude" in "Autumn of the Patriarch," where the words rush by, page after page of unpunctuated imagery sweeping the reader along like some wild river twisting through a primal South American jungle, reading Márquez is a visceral experience.
不管是《百年孤独》的开篇 还是《族长没落》中的 魔幻意识流 文字汹涌而过 一页又一页不间断的意象 在读者的脑海中流过 就像是 在南美洲的原始森林中蜿蜒流过的一条野性的河流 阅读马尔克斯的小说是一种特别震撼的