Đang chuẩn bị nút TẢI XUỐNG, xin hãy chờ
Tải xuống
Franz Kafka (IPA: [ˈfʀanʦ ˈkafka]) (3 tháng 7 năm 1883 - 3 tháng 6 năm 1924) là một trong những nhà văn lớn của thế kỉ 20. Sinh ra trong một gia đình Do Thái trung lưu tại Praha - cơ đồ về viết lách của ông - rất nhiều chưa hoàn thành và phần lớn xuất bản sau khi ông mất - đã trở thành những tác phẩm có tầm ảnh hưởng bậc nhất của văn học phương Tây. Các tác phẩm nổi tiếng của ông bao gồm các truyện Das Urteil (1913), In der Strafkolonie (1920); tiểu thuyết. | Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka Translated by David Wyllie Prepared and Published by Ebd E-BooksDirectory.com I One morning when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him waved about helplessly as he looked. What s happened to me he thought. It wasn t a dream. His room a proper human room although a little too small lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane which made him feel quite sad. How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense he thought but that was something he was unable to do because he was used to sleeping on his right and in his present state couldn t get into that position. However hard he threw himself onto his right he always rolled back to where he was. He must have tried it a hundred times shut his eyes so that he wouldn t have to look at the floundering legs and only stopped when he began to feel a mild dull pain there that he had never felt before. Oh God he thought what a strenuous career it is that I ve chosen Travelling day in and day out. Doing business like this takes much more effort than doing your own business at home and on top of that there s the curse of travelling worries
