描脸有一天,一位住在阿姆斯特丹的著名化妆师寄给我一张明信片。其正面印有一位少女,她高高的,瘦瘦的,白白的,可她的脸被描得像要前往假面具舞会。她的眉毛被剃成一小撮儿,跟眼睛一样圆,铜钱那么大;她的嘴唇两头不要了,只有中间那一骨节涂了唇膏,也是铜钱那么大,那么圆;她脸上白粉扑得厚到一摇头,脸就像香粉盒一般往四周撒白面儿;她的唇膏鲜红欲滴,眼圈晶莹翠绿;她的头上扎着宝石蓝的发带,身上穿 One day, a famous makeup artist living in Amsterdam sent me a postcard. There is a girl printed on the front, her tall, skinny, white, but her face is portrayed as going to a masquerade party. Her eyebrows were shaved into a handful of children, the same round as the eyes, the same as the bronze; her lips were not required at both ends, only the middle part of the joint was covered with lipstick, but also the size of a coin, so round; To a shook his head, his face like a powder box to the general spread to the surrounding white flour; her lipstick red dripping, eye ring crystal green; her head with a sapphire blue hair band, body wear