Безусловно, мне понравился этот ром

Безусловно, мне понравился этот роман. После прочтения книги, я долго думала была ли это настоящая любовь. Я пришла к выводу, что это было что угодно, но только не любовь, скорее это была страсть, болезненная привязанность, но не любовь. Дэзи была для Гэтсби вроде дорогой статуэтки, к которой боишься лишний раз прикоснуться. И самое печальное, что он прекрасно осознавал и её холодность и надменность, и её легкомыслие, граничащее с глупостью, и её любовь к деньгам. Но именно она стала для него проводником в мир роскоши, и он будто бы старался не замечать всего того, что неминуемо должно было привести к трагической развязке. Ведь всё, что он ни делал - он делал во имя нее.

Результаты (английский) 1:

Of course, I liked this novel. After reading the book, I have long thought that if it was true love. I concluded that this was anything but love, rather it was a passion, painful affection, but not love. Daisy was Gatsby like expensive figurines to which once afraid to touch. And the saddest thing is that he perfectly understood and its coldness and arrogance, and her levity, bordering on stupidity, and her love of money. But it became for him to guide in the world of luxury, and he tried not to notice all the things that should have led to a tragic denouement. Because everything he did-he was doing for the sake of it.

Результаты (английский) 2:

Of course, I liked this novel. After reading the book, I thought long whether it was true love. I came to the conclusion that it was anything, but not love, rather, it was a passion, a painful affection, but not love. Daisy was like Gatsby for expensive statues, to which once again afraid to touch. And the saddest thing is that he is well aware of and its coldness and arrogance, and its carelessness bordering on stupidity, and her love of money. But it was she who became the guide to the world of luxury for him, and he seemed to be trying not to notice all the things that inevitably would lead to the tragic outcome. For all that he was doing - he was doing it in the name.

Результаты (английский) 3:

of course, i like this novel. after reading the book, i thought long and hard if it was true love. i came to the conclusion that it was anything but love, rather it was a passion, a love, but not love. daisy was gatsby like dear figurines, which afraid again touch. and the sad thing is, he"s conscious, and her coldness and arrogance, and her levity, bordering on the ridiculous, and her love of money. but it was a guide to the world of luxury, and he"s trying to ignore everything that was supposed to lead to a tragic end. and whatever he did, he did for her.