“Awriter’sjobistotellthetruth,”saidHemingwayin1942.Nootherwriterofourtimehadsofiercelyasserted,sopugnaciouslydefendedorsoconsistentlyexemplifiedthewriter’sobligationtospeaktruly.Hisstandardoftruth-tellingremained,moreover,sohighandsorigorousthathewasordinarilyunwillingtoadmitsecondaryevidence,whetherliteraryevidenceorevidencepickedupfromothersourcesthanhisownexperience.“IonlyknowwhatIhaveseen,”wasastatementwhichcameoftentohislipsandpen.Whathehadpersonallydone,orwhatheknewunforgettablybyhavinggonethroughoneversionofit,waswhathewasinterestedintellingabout.Thisisnottosaythatherefusedtoinventfreely.Buthealwaysmadeitasacrosanctpointtoinventintermsofwhatheactuallyknewfromhavingbeenthere. Theprimaryintentofhiswriting,fromfirsttolast,wastoseizeandprojectforthereaderwhatheoftencalled“thewayitwas.”Thisisacharacteristicallysimplephraseforaconceptofextraordinarycomplexity,andHemingway’sconceptionofitsmeaningsubtlychangedseveraltimesinthecourseofhiscareer-alwaysinthedirectionofgreatercomplexity.Atthecoreoftheconcept,however,onecaninvariablydiscerntheoperationofthreeaestheticinstruments;thesenseofplacethesenseoffactandthesenseofscene. Thefirstofthese,obviouslyastrongpassionwithHemingway,isthesenseofplace.“Unlessyouhavegeography,background,”heoncetoldGeorgeAnteil,“Youhavenothing.”Youhave,thatistosay,adramaticvacuum.Fewwritershavebeenmoreplace-conscious.Fewhavesocarefullychartedoutthegeographicalgroundworkoftheirnovelswhilemanagingtokeepbackgroundsoconspicuouslyunobtrusive.Few,accordingly,havebeenabletorecordmoreeconomicallyandgraphicallythewayitiswhenyouwalkthroughthestreetsofParisinsearchofbreakfastatcornercafé…Orwhen,ataroundsixO’sclockofaSpanishdawn,youwatchthebullsrunningfromthecorralsatthePuertaRochapeathroughthestreetsofPamplonatowardsthebullring. “WhenIwokeitwasthesoundoftherocketexplodingthatannouncedthereleaseofthebullsfromthecorralsattheedgeoftown.Downbelowthenarrowstreetwasempty.Allthebalconieswerecrowdedwithpeople.Suddenlyacrowdcamedownthestreet.Theywereallrunning,packedclosetogether.Theypassedalongandupthestreettowardthebullringandbehindthemcamemoremenrunningfaster,andthensomestragglerswhowerereallyrunning.Behindthemwasalittlebarespace,andthenthebulls,galloping,tossingtheirheadsupanddown.Itallwentoutofsightaroundthecorner.Onemanfell,rolledtothegutter,andlayquiet.Butthebullswentrightonanddidnotnoticehim.Theywereallrunningtogether.” Thislandscapeisasmorning-freshasadesigninIndiainkoncleanwhitepaper.Firstisthebarewhitestreet,seenfromabove,quietandempty.Thenoneseesthefirstpackedclotofrunners.Behindthesearethethinnerranksofthosewhomovefasterbecausetheyareclosertobulls.Thenthealmostcomicstragglers,whoare“reallyrunning.”brilliantlybehindtheseshinesthe“littlebarespace,”adesperatemarginforerror.Thentheclotofrunningbulls-closingthedesign,exceptofcourseforthemanintheguttermakinghimself,likethedesigner’sinitials,asinconspicuousaspossible. Accordingtotheauthor,Hemingway’sprimarypurposeintellingastorywas_____.
A.to construct a well-told story that the reader would thoroughly enjoy
B.to construct a story that would reflect truths that were not particular to a specific historical period
C.to begin from reality but to allow his imagination to roam from “the way it was” to “the way it might have been.”
D.to report faithfully reality as Hemingway had experienced it
正确答案是D