世界著名奇幻小说排行榜

中国现代文学

1、鲁迅《呐喊》、《彷徨》

2、沈从文《边城》

3、巴金《家》、《寒夜》

4、茅盾《子夜》、《林家铺子》

5、郭沫若《女神》、《屈原》

6、曹禺《雷雨》、《日出》、《原野》、《北京人》

7、郁达夫《沉沦》、《春风沉醉的晚上》

8、老舍《骆驼祥子》、《四世同堂》、《正红旗下》

9、张爱玲《倾城之恋》、《金锁记》

10、冯至《十四行集》

11、钱钟书《围城》

12、丁玲《莎菲女士的日记》

13、赵树理《小二黑结婚》

中国当代文学

1、余华在细雨中呼喊、《活着》

2、王小波《黄金时代》、《红拂夜奔》

3、张承志《黑骏马》、《北方的河》

4、莫言《红高粱》

5、路遥《人生》

6、王安忆《小城之恋》、《荒山之恋》、《长恨歌》

7、陈忠实《白鹿原》

8、阿来《尘埃落定》

9、史铁生《我的遥远的清平湾》

10、张炜《古船》、《九月寓言》

11、刘震云《一地鸡毛》

12、高行健《灵山》

13、林白《一个人的战争》

外国文学

1、索福克勒斯俄狄浦斯王

2、莎士比亚《哈姆雷特》、《李尔王》、《奥瑟罗》、《麦克白》

3、笛福《鲁滨逊漂流记》

4、狄更斯《远大前程》

5、歌德《浮士德》

6、雨果《巴黎圣母院》、《九三年》

7、福楼拜《包法利夫人》

8、陀斯妥耶夫斯基《罪与罚》

9、哈代《德伯家的苔丝》

10、托尔斯泰《复活》

11、雷马克《西线无战事》

12、海明威《老人与海》、《太阳照常升起》

13、马尔克斯《百年孤独》

14、杜拉斯《情人》

15、卡夫卡《变形记》、《城堡》

16、奥维尔《1984》、《动物农庄》

17、罗曼·罗兰约翰-克利斯朵夫

18、帕斯捷尔纳克《日瓦戈医生》

19、米兰·昆德拉《生命中不能承受之轻》、《生活在别处》

沧月，我们沧月文笔非常非常好的啊，我强烈推荐。。。沧月的书首印都是10万册起步的。。。而且我们沧月很勤快的哦。。个人简介：

沧月。女，79年生，浙江人。小学一年级偶尔在地摊上看见一套《七剑下天山》的连环画，开始了对武侠十几年的迷恋。于是在成长中有选择的看书和积累，为了将来能写出自己的武侠。后来，由于父母的劝告和学业的压力，而一度放弃了武侠写作。

就读于浙江大学后，在98年，为了欢迎金大侠就任本校人文学院院长，学校举行了“宝丽杯”武侠征文竞赛。被寝室里的姐妹怂恿，忍不住拿了一篇高中的旧稿《雪满天山》参赛，出乎意料，获得了前三名的好成绩。从此，对于武侠写作的热情再次被激发出来，而且一发不可收拾。

2001年开始混迹于榕树下、清韵书院等各大武侠BBS，潜水，发文章，一年多来渐渐有了不少的网络读者。2001年，在大侠与名探杂志举办的网络新武侠征文中，以《血薇》一篇获得优胜奖，并陆续在《今古传奇》、大侠与名探、热风武侠故事等杂志上发表武侠中短篇。

2002年末，连续在台湾和大陆出版武侠作品《幻世》《沧海》《雪满天山》《听雪楼系列》等等，同时顺利通过了入学考试，在浙大开始建筑设计专业的研究生深造。

先以武侠成名，后转涉奇幻写作，均取得好成绩，多本各个出版社编的2002、2003年度网络佳作选编均收入所写的文章。

2003年入驻榕树下状元阁，文章在网上流传广泛，拥有大量读者。

网络混熟了之后，以此为平台联系上了传统媒体，开始给今古传奇·武侠，今古传奇·奇幻、科幻世界·奇幻、大侠与名探、《白桦林》等杂志写文。从武侠板创刊时期就与其合作，三年后武侠板发行量到了一个月40多万册，是目前武侠奇幻期刊市场中最受欢迎的写手之一，受到百万读者的喜爱。

2004年，获得今古传奇主办的全国大学生武侠小说比赛第一名，同时获得温瑞安设立的首届“神州奇侠”奖。

2004年5月，在大屿山与黄易座谈。

国内多家媒体采访报道过，包括湖北电视台，天津人民广播电台、浙江人民广播电台，钱江晚报、青年时报等。

另外我在推荐个，树下野狐。。。此人乃是北大才子，著有《搜神记》、《仙楚》。书写山海经上的大荒传奇

人鬼情未了

太完美了，我都看了好几遍，拥有一刻，也不枉此生！

加西亚·马尔克斯的《百年孤独》，拉丁美洲的文学巨著，魔幻现实主义的杰出表，曾获诺贝尔文学奖。很赞的。

顾漫的，唐七公子的，匪我思存的

可以看看《穆斯林的葬礼》，中国的，不过很好~

名称 作者

1.乌托邦 莫 尔

2.威尼斯商人 莎士比亚

3.简·爱 夏绿蒂·勃朗特

4.唐璜 拜 伦

5.呼啸山庄 艾米莉·勃朗特

6.鲁宾逊飘流记 笛 福

7.名利场 萨克雷

8.傲慢与偏见 简·奥斯丁

9.双城记 查尔斯·狄更斯

10.恋爱中的女人 D·H·劳伦斯

11.新工具 培 根

12.政府论 洛 克

13.尤里西斯 詹姆斯·乔伊斯

14.赫克尔贝里·芬历险记 马克·吐温

15.老人与海 海明威

16.飘 玛格丽特·米切尔

17.嘉莉妹妹 德莱塞

18.小妇人 路易莎·梅·奥尔科特

19.悲惨世界 雨果

20.约翰·克里斯朵夫 罗曼·罗兰

21.幻灭 巴尔扎克

22.欧叶妮·格朗台 巴尔扎克

23.贝姨 巴尔扎克

24.邦斯舅舅 巴尔扎克

25.格兰特船长的儿女 儒勒·凡尔纳

26.漂亮朋友 莫泊桑

27.娜娜 左 拉

28.包法利夫人 福楼拜

29.基督山伯爵 大仲马

30.茶花女 小仲马

31.巴黎圣母院 雨 果

32.红与黑 司汤达

33.拿破仑法典 拿破仑

34.人是机器 拉美特里

35.社会契约论 卢 梭

36.浮士德 歌 德

37.少年维特的烦恼 歌 德

38.希腊神话故事 施瓦布

39.战争论 克劳塞维茨

40.忏悔录 奥古斯丁

41.父与子 屠格涅夫

42.罪与罚 陀思妥耶夫斯基

43.安娜·卡列宁娜 列夫·托尔斯泰

44.复活 列夫·托尔斯泰

45.上尉的女儿 普希金

46.死魂灵 果戈理

47.童年 高尔基

48.我的大学 高尔基

49.钢铁是怎样炼成的 尼·奥斯特洛夫斯基

50.白痴 陀思妥耶夫斯基

51.伊索寓言 伊索·拉封丹

52.理想国 柏拉图

53.政治学 亚里士多德

54.安徒生童话 安徒生

55.牛虻 伏尼契

56.堂·吉诃德 塞万提斯

57.汉穆拉比法典 汉穆拉比

58.论神 斯宾诺莎

59.癞皮鹦鹉 利萨尔迪

60.太阳城 康帕内拉

61.性爱与文明 弗洛伊德

62.苔丝 哈代

63.拉摩的侄儿 狄德罗

64.理智与情感 奥斯汀

65.权力意志 尼采

66.苦闷的象征 厨川白村

67.梦的解析 弗各伊德

68.资本论 马克思

69.先知 纪伯伦

70.俄罗斯的童话 高尔基

71.桃色的云 爱罗先轲

72.水晶瓶塞 莫里斯·勒布朗

73.乡村医生 巴尔扎克

74.高龙巴 梅里美

75.黄室奇案 嘉斯东·勒鲁

76.克菜采奏鸣曲 列·托尔斯泰

77.阴谋与爱情 席勒

78.快乐王子 王尔德

79.变形记 卡夫卡

80.羊脂球 莫泊桑

81.魔沼 乔治·桑

82.死魂灵 果戈里

83.希腊棺材之谜 奎恩

84.母亲 高尔基

85.被背叛的遗嘱 米兰·昆德拉

86.毁灭 法捷耶夫

87.绞刑架下的报告 伏契克

88.贵族之家 屠格涅夫

89.冷血医生 玛丽·希金斯·克拉克

90.十日谈 薄伽丘

91.女富翁的遗产 高木彬光

92.绿野仙踪 莱曼·弗兰·鲍姆

93.法国中尉的女人 约翰·福尔斯

94.汤姆·索亚历险记 马克·吐温

95.马可·波罗游记 马可·波罗

96.卡门 梅里美

97.美丽与悲哀 川端康成

98.野性的呼唤 杰克·伦敦

99.吉卜赛姑娘 塞万提斯

100.浅滩迷船 里縸

黄金时代西方科幻的三位大师：阿瑟·克拉克、艾萨克·阿西莫夫和罗伯特·海因莱茵。詹姆斯·布利什（飞城、《事关良心》），雷·布拉德伯里（《火星编年史》、《华氏451》等）。

新浪潮里的赛博朋克：威廉·吉布森的《神经浪游者》、尼尔·斯蒂芬森的《雪崩》。

英美首推乔治·R·R·马丁，这是一位科幻和奇幻的著名作家，科幻方面有“一千个世界”的系列故事，奇幻方面有史诗奇幻《冰与火之歌》。个人非常喜欢的，也是国内译介很多的两位短篇王：罗伯特·里德和特德·姜，几乎篇篇精品。加拿大的罗伯特·索耶（《计算中的上帝》、恐龙文明三部曲），澳大利亚的加斯·科尼斯（古国三部曲）都是很有名的。

日本当代科幻的代表人物有小林泰三、梶尾真治、神林长平、飞浩隆等，风格各不相同。

尼尔·盖曼算是一个，作品有《睡魔》（Sandman）系列漫画，与碟形世界的作者、幽默奇幻大师特里·普拉切特合作撰写的《好兆头》，长篇小说《美国众神》（一举囊括2001年所有幻想类小说大奖），童书卡萝琳（获得幻想文坛最高荣誉雨果、星云两项大奖，以及恐怖小说大奖布拉姆·斯托克奖），《蜘蛛男孩》

乔治R．R．马丁，一九四八年出生于美国贝约恩市，二十七岁以小说莱安娜之歌摘下象征幻想小说最高成就的雨果奖。此后他不仅在文学上获奖连连，更曾在好莱坞担任编剧长达十年之久。至今，他已获四次雨果奖，两次星云奖，一次世界奇幻文学奖，十一次轨迹奖等等。最出名的作品为《冰与火之歌》。

地海传说是和《魔戒》《纳尼亚传奇》齐名的奇幻文学的杰作。由美国女作家厄修拉.K.勒吉恩Ursula K Le Guin所写的故事，从1968年开始到2001年共出版了6卷，现在已经在世界19个国家翻译出版

《红楼梦》世界著名

《梁祝》不知道算不算

THE GIFT OF THE

One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and the butcher until one's cheeks burned with the silent imputation of parsimony that such close dealing implied. Three times Della counted it. One dollar and eighty- seven cents. And the next day would be Christmas.

There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl. So Della did it. Which instigates the moral reflection that life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.

While the mistress of the home is gradually subsiding from the first stage to the second, take a look at the home. A furnished flat at $8 per week. It did not exactly beggar description, but it certainly had that word on the lookout for the mendicancy squad.

In the vestibule below was a letter-box into which no letter would go, and an electric button from which no mortal finger could coax a ring. Also appertaining thereunto was a card bearing the name "Mr. James Dillingham Young."

The "Dillingham" had been flung to the breeze during a former period of prosperity when its possessor was being paid $30 per week. Now, when the income was shrunk to $20, though, they were thinking seriously of contracting to a modest and unassuming D. But whenever Mr. James Dillingham Young came home and reached his flat above he was called "Jim" and greatly hugged by Mrs. James Dillingham Young, already introduced to you as Della. Which is all very good.

Della finished her cry and attended to her cheeks with the powder rag. She stood by the window and looked out dully at a gray cat walking a gray fence in a gray backyard. Tomorrow would be Christmas Day, and she had only $1.87 with which to buy Jim a present. She had been saving every penny she could for months, with this result. Twenty dollars a week doesn't go far. Expenses had been greater than she had calculated. They always are. Only $1.87 to buy a present for Jim. Her Jim. Many a happy hour she had spent planning for something nice for him. Something fine and rare and sterling--something just a little bit near to being worthy of the honor of being owned by Jim.

There was a pier-glass between the windows of the room. Perhaps you have seen a pier-glass in an $8 flat. A very thin and very agile person may, by observing his reflection in a rapid sequence of longitudinal strips, obtain a fairly accurate conception of his looks. Della, being slender, had mastered the art.

Suddenly she whirled from the window and stood before the glass. her eyes were shining brilliantly, but her face had lost its color within twenty seconds. Rapidly she pulled down her hair and let it fall to its full length.

Now, there were two possessions of the James Dillingham Youngs in which they both took a mighty pride. One was Jim's gold watch that had been his father's and his grandfather's. The other was Della's hair. Had the queen of Sheba lived in the flat across the airshaft, Della would have let her hair hang out the window some day to dry just to depreciate Her Majesty's jewels and gifts. Had King Solomon been the janitor, with all his treasures piled up in the basement, Jim would have pulled out his watch every time he passed, just to see him pluck at his beard from envy.

So now Della's beautiful hair fell about her rippling and shining like a cascade of brown waters. It reached below her knee and made itself almost a garment for her. And then she did it up again nervously and quickly. Once she faltered for a minute and stood still while a tear or two splashed on the worn red carpet.

On went her old brown jacket; on went her old brown hat. With a whirl of skirts and with the brilliant sparkle still in her eyes, she fluttered out the door and down the stairs to the street.

Where she stopped the sign read: "Mne. Sofronie. Hair Goods of All Kinds." One flight up Della ran, and collected herself, panting. Madame, large, too white, chilly, hardly looked the "Sofronie."

"Will you buy my hair?" asked Della.

"I buy hair," said Madame. "Take yer hat off and let's have a sight at the looks of it."

Down rippled the brown cascade.

"Twenty dollars," said Madame, lifting the mass with a practised hand.

"Give it to me quick," said Della.

Oh, and the next two hours tripped by on rosy wings. Forget the hashed metaphor. She was ransacking the stores for Jim's present.

She found it at last. It surely had been made for Jim and no one else. There was no other like it in any of the stores, and she had turned all of them inside out. It was a platinum fob chain simple and chaste in design, properly proclaiming its value by substance alone and not by meretricious ornamentation--as all good things should do. It was even worthy of The Watch. As soon as she saw it she knew that it must be Jim's. It was like him. Quietness and value--the description applied to both. Twenty-one dollars they took from her for it, and she hurried home with the 87 cents. With that chain on his watch Jim might be properly anxious about the time in any company. Grand as the watch was, he sometimes looked at it on the sly on account of the old leather strap that he used in place of a chain.

When Della reached home her intoxication gave way a little to prudence and reason. She got out her curling irons and lighted the gas and went to work repairing the ravages made by generosity added to love. Which is always a tremendous task, dear friends--a mammoth task.

Within forty minutes her head was covered with tiny, close-lying curls that made her look wonderfully like a truant schoolboy. She looked at her reflection in the mirror long, carefully, and critically.

"If Jim doesn't kill me," she said to herself, "before he takes a second look at me, he'll say I look like a Coney Island chorus girl. But what could I do--oh! what could I do with a dollar and eighty- seven cents?"

At 7 o'clock the coffee was made and the frying-pan was on the back of the stove hot and ready to cook the chops.

Jim was never late. Della doubled the fob chain in her hand and sat on the corner of the table near the door that he always entered. Then she heard his step on the stair away down on the first flight, and she turned white for just a moment. She had a habit for saying little silent prayer about the simplest everyday things, and now she whispered: "Please God, make him think I am still pretty."

The door opened and Jim stepped in and closed it. He looked thin and very serious. Poor fellow, he was only twenty-two--and to be burdened with a family! He needed a new overcoat and he was without gloves.

Jim stopped inside the door, as immovable as a setter at the scent of quail. His eyes were fixed upon Della, and there was an expression in them that she could not read, and it terrified her. It was not anger, nor surprise, nor disapproval, nor horror, nor any of the sentiments that she had been prepared for. He simply stared at her fixedly with that peculiar expression on his face.

Della wriggled off the table and went for him.

"Jim, darling," she cried, "don't look at me that way. I had my hair cut off and sold because I couldn't have lived through Christmas without giving you a present. It'll grow out again--you won't mind, will you? I just had to do it. My hair grows awfully fast. Say `Merry Christmas!' Jim, and let's be happy. You don't know what a nice-- what a beautiful, nice gift I've got for you."

"You've cut off your hair?" asked Jim, laboriously, as if he had not arrived at that patent fact yet even after the hardest mental labor.

"Cut it off and sold it," said Della. "Don't you like me just as well, anyhow? I'm me without my hair, ain't I?"

Jim looked about the room curiously.

"You say your hair is gone?" he said, with an air almost of idiocy.

"You needn't look for it," said Della. "It's sold, I tell you--sold and gone, too. It's Christmas Eve, boy. Be good to me, for it went for you. Maybe the hairs of my head were numbered," she went on with sudden serious sweetness, "but nobody could ever count my love for you. Shall I put the chops on, Jim?"

Out of his trance Jim seemed quickly to wake. He enfolded his Della. For ten seconds let us regard with discreet scrutiny some inconsequential object in the other direction. Eight dollars a week or a million a year--what is the difference? A mathematician or a wit would give you the wrong answer. The magi brought valuable gifts, but that was not among them. This dark assertion will be illuminated later on.

Jim drew a package from his overcoat pocket and threw it upon the table.

"Don't make any mistake, Dell," he said, "about me. I don't think there's anything in the way of a haircut or a shave or a shampoo that could make me like my girl any less. But if you'll unwrap that package you may see why you had me going a while at first."

White fingers and nimble tore at the string and paper. And then an ecstatic scream of joy; and then, alas! a quick feminine change to hysterical tears and wails, necessitating the immediate employment of all the comforting powers of the lord of the flat.

For there lay The Combs--the set of combs, side and back, that Della had worshipped long in a Broadway window. Beautiful combs, pure tortoise shell, with jewelled rims--just the shade to wear in the beautiful vanished hair. They were expensive combs, she knew, and her heart had simply craved and yearned over them without the least hope of possession. And now, they were hers, but the tresses that should have adorned the coveted adornments were gone.

But she hugged them to her bosom, and at length she was able to look up with dim eyes and a smile and say: "My hair grows so fast, Jim!"

And them Della leaped up like a little singed cat and cried, "Oh, oh!"

Jim had not yet seen his beautiful present. She held it out to him eagerly upon her open palm. The dull precious metal seemed to flash with a reflection of her bright and ardent spirit.

"Isn't it a dandy, Jim? I hunted all over town to find it. You'll have to look at the time a hundred times a day now. Give me your watch. I want to see how it looks on it."

Instead of obeying, Jim tumbled down on the couch and put his hands under the back of his head and smiled.

"Dell," said he, "let's put our Christmas presents away and keep 'em a while. They're too nice to use just at present. I sold the watch to get the money to buy your combs. And now suppose you put the chops on."

The magi, as you know, were wise men--wonderfully wise men--who brought gifts to the Babe in the manger. They invented the art of giving Christmas presents. Being wise, their gifts were no doubt wise ones, possibly bearing the privilege of exchange in case of duplication. And here I have lamely related to you the uneventful chronicle of two foolish children in a flat who most unwisely sacrificed for each other the greatest treasures of their house. But in a last word to the wise of these days let it be said that of all who give gifts these two were the wisest. O all who give and receive gifts, such as they are wisest. Everywhere they are wisest. They are the magi.

血红 我吃西红柿

答:1江山美人志

2斗破苍穹

3兽血沸腾

4斗罗大陆

5神墓

6恶魔法则

7邪神传说

8长生界

云狂

傲风（未完结，但是超级好看。女主超强，并且，第一部已完结，可以只看第一部

儒勒·凡尔纳（1828—1905），是19世纪法国著名作家，创作了大量优秀的文学作品，是现代科幻小说的重要开创者之一。代表作有《海底两万里》、《气球上的五星期》、《八十天环游地球》、《地心游记》等，其中《格兰特船长的儿女》、《海底两万里》和《神秘岛》被称为凡尔纳三部曲。最近，随着对于其作品研究的不断深入以及原始手稿的发现，学界对于凡尔纳的认识也在趋于多样化。凡尔纳作为一位纯文学意义上的作家开始被一些学者所重视。1863年起，凡尔纳开始发表科学幻想冒险小说为主的作品，以总名称为在已知和未知的世界中的奇异旅行的系列作品集（Voyages Extraordinaires dans les Mondes Connus et Inconnus）一举成名。粗略地概括，他的主要作品涉及了两个背景：十九世纪末期的世界（如《格兰特船长的儿女》、《八十天环游地球》、《沙皇的信使》等）和想象中的世界（如《太阳系历险记》、《征服者罗比尔》等）。据联合国教科文组织的资料，凡尔纳是世界上被翻译的作品最多的第二大名家，仅次于阿加莎·克里斯蒂，位于莎士比亚之上。联合国教科文组织最近的统计显示，全世界范围内，凡尔纳作品的译本已累计达4658种,他也是2011年世界上作品被翻译次数最多法语作家。[2]在法国，2005年被定为凡尔纳年，以纪念他百年忌辰。虽然写科幻小说的人有很多，但我认为凡尔纳最具开拓性和代表性

红袖添香奇幻修真小说排行榜1 敲开地狱之门 2 宇宙修真者 3 麒麟传说 4 三生石系列之花魂 5 六圣兽 6 异界无上道尊 7 冰河记事 8 天九道 9 天外妃仙：王妃是个伪君子 10 轮回镜 11 到了高三玩魔法 12 阴阳劫13 不可思议公主 14 灵翼传说 15 轮回之钥 16 噬妖劫之龙颜怒 17 斗魔武道 18 凤凰劫 19 雪狼咒 20 异域穿越：妖精王后养成记

莫泊桑《羊脂球》、《项链》 契可夫 《变色龙》、苦恼、《万卡》、第六病室、《套中人》欧.亨利《麦琪的礼物》、《警察与赞美诗》

还有雨果： 克洛德.格

欧文： 鬼新郎

左拉： 陪衬人

都德： 三部大弥撒

哈代： 富于想象的妇人

海涅： 帕格尼尼

普希金： 黑桃皇后

莫泊桑： 蛮子大妈

梅里美： 伊尔的美神

狄更斯： 穷人的专利

果戈理： 旧式的地主

司各特： 流浪汉威利的故事

契科夫： 宝贝儿

高尔基： 切尔卡希

巴尔扎克： 不为人知的杰作

马克.吐温 田纳西的新闻界

杰克.伦敦 变节者

屠格涅夫： 总管

欧. 亨利 爱的牺牲

3 沧月

女，沧月其人，2001年底开始在网上发文，最初活跃于榕树下，后移居清韵书院、四月天以及晋江文学城，其他地方游荡颇广，但基本是潜水过客。先以武侠成名，后转涉奇幻写作，均取得好成绩，多本各个出版社编的2002，2003年度网络佳作选编均收入所写的文章。2003年入驻榕树下状元阁。

主要作品：《飞天》、镜系列、《花镜》、《听雪楼系列》等

4 血红

血红，原名刘炜，湖南人。生于传说中之桃花源，后居于中国匪名最盛之地，故天生带了三分匪气。自幼读书，头角不见峥嵘，智力不甚很高，唯独爱书。从五岁起，艳情言情，神话鬼话，近代传记，远古传说，看了不知道多少，唯一的收获就是鼻梁上那副超高度数的近视眼镜而已。二十六岁的生涯平淡无奇，没有见义勇为，也没有被人见义勇为过。幼儿园、小学、初中、高中，就这么很顺溜的混了上来。大学时有如脱笼的野马，再也无人管教，一点点用功学习的底子顿时浪费得干干净净，成为了传说中的问题学生。每日介和同室兄弟出门，唯独不敢走进书店，一不小心误入，则必定花光身上最后一分钱才能出来，往往弄得伙食费没有着落。稀里糊涂的被学校踢出了大门，原本也准备好好学习，用功工作，为社会物质文明的建设添砖添瓦。奈何刚刚工作了不到三个月，就被检举在上班时玩游戏，又被扫地出门。自觉脸面无光，拒绝了家人再次安排的工作，一人跑去江边重镇逍遥，浪荡达大半年之久。和一群考研的兄弟厮混一阵后，实在无聊，又看到网上码字的人渐渐增多，再看看他们的文字，比之自己，似乎还有些许不如，于是借了兄弟一台电脑，稀里糊涂的注册了一个作者号，开始舞文弄墨骗钱为生。作品《升龙道》《邪风曲》《神|魔》承蒙读者厚爱，都在网络上创下了近千万点击，繁体版也在台湾地区卖的相当优异。现为起点中文网职业签约作者，全心创作中。

主要作品：流氓三部曲、《龙战星野》、《神魔》、《升龙道》、《逆龙道》、《邪风曲》等

逃婚记，呼啸山庄，《蝴蝶梦》，《飘》，《简爱》这几本应该符合要求

俄罗斯：《复活》、《安娜·卡列尼娜》

法国:《茶花女》、《包法利夫人》、《萨朗波》、《你好，忧愁》、《巴黎圣母院》

德国：《少年维特之烦恼》

英国：《简爱》、呼啸山庄

美国：《飘》、

日本：《源氏物语》

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《简爱》

《曼斯菲尔德庄园》

《乱世佳人》也叫《飘》

《长腿爸爸》日本改为卡通《长腿叔叔》

《小妇人》

世界著名爱情小说：

法国：拉法耶特夫人《克莱芙王妃》；小仲马《茶花女》

哥伦比亚：加西亚·马尔克斯 《霍乱时期的爱情》

英国：格雷厄姆·格林《恋情的终结》；约瑟芬· 哈特《情劫》

美国：玛格丽特·米切尔《飘》

跳舞 唐家三少

简.爱

不知道你想知道文学家什么，以下是一些文学家的名字：

◎古希腊 古罗马

荷马 Homer 伊索 Aesop

埃斯库罗斯 Aeschylus

索福克勒斯 Sophocles

欧里庇得斯 Euripides

贺拉斯 Horatius

维吉尔 Vergilius

奥维德 Ovid

◎英国

乔叟 Chaucer

托马斯·莫尔 Thomas More

约翰·班扬 John Bunyan

莎士比亚 Shakesprare

马洛 Marlowe

笛福 Denner Defoe

斯威夫特 Swift

斯宾塞 Spencer

华兹华斯 Wordsworth

威廉·布莱克 William Blake

莱辛 Lessing

拜伦 Byron

雪莱 Shelley

济慈 John Keats

简·奥斯丁 Jane Austin

狄更斯 Charles Dickens

萨克雷 Thackray

勃朗特三姐妹 Bronte

哈代 Thomas Hardy

王尔德 Oscar Wilde

肖伯纳George Bernand Shaw

艾略特 Eliot

詹姆斯·乔伊斯 James Joyce

赫胥黎 Huxley

柯南道尔 Conan Dyle

阿加莎·克里斯蒂 Agatha Christie

贝克特 Beckett

伍尔芙 Woolf

◎法国

拉伯雷 Rabelais

卢梭 Rousseau

蒙田 Montaigne

高乃依 Corneille

拉辛 Racine

狄德罗 Diderot

伏尔泰 Voltaire

孟德斯鸠 Montesquieu

莫里哀 Mauriat

司汤达 Stonder

巴尔扎克 Balzac

雨果 Victor Hugo

福楼拜 Flanbert

左拉 Zola

大仲马小仲马父子 Dumas

莫泊桑 Manpassant

梅里美 Merimee

加缪 Camus

萨特 Satre

普鲁斯特 Proust

罗曼罗兰 Roman Roland

◎德国

歌德 Goethe

席勒 Schiller

格林兄弟 Green Brothers

海涅 Heine

◎俄国

普希金 Pushkin

果戈里 Gogol

托尔斯泰 Tolstoy

克雷洛夫 Kryilov

屠格涅夫 Turgernev

契诃夫 Cheknov

车尔尼雪夫斯基 Chernyshevsky

托斯陀耶夫斯基 Dostoevsky

赫尔岑 Herzen

帕斯捷尔纳克 Pasternak

高尔基 Maksim Gorgy

奥斯特洛夫斯基 Osterlovsky

◎美国

爱默生 Amerson

梭罗 Thoureau

惠特曼 Whitman

霍桑 Hawthone

斯托夫人 Stowe

杰克·伦敦 Jack London

马克·吐温 Mark Twain

弗罗斯特 Frost

海明威 Hamingway

菲茨杰拉德 Fitzgerald

德莱塞 Dreiser

约瑟夫·海勒 Joseph Hailer

欧·亨利 O Henry

奥尔珂德 Alcott

玛格丽特·米切尔 Margrret Millchill

◎其他国家

马克·波罗 Marco Polo （意大利）

但丁 Dante

薄伽丘 Boccaccio

塞万提斯 Cervantes （西班牙）

安徒生 Adersen (丹麦）

卡夫卡 Kafka (奥地利）

茨威格 Zweig

易卜生 Ibsen (挪威）

黑塞 Hesse （瑞士）

纪伯伦 Gibrn (黎巴嫩)

马尔克斯 Morques (哥伦比亚)

聂鲁达 Neruda (智利)

泰戈尔 Tagore (印度)

夏目漱石 （日本）川端康成

1. 武神

2. 斗破苍穹

3. 武装风暴

4. 酒神

5. 异世邪君

6. 猎国

7. 间客

8. 傲剑凌云

9. 魔王神官和勇者美少女

10. 长生界

11. 重林巨蜥

12. 猛兽领主

13. 天谴之心

14. 混乱战神

15. 八神庵 30名后的都不精彩了