罗莎的手稿（版本三）
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《罗莎的手稿》是游戏《天国：拯救2》中的一本书籍，是传奇的传说集。
根据选择，本书有九个版本，主要区别是最后一个故事不同。本页给出了其中一个版本，汇总说明请参阅罗莎的手稿。
简介
一本由罗莎小姐秘密撰写的短篇故事集。最后一部分内容是由我与她协力完成的。
A book of short stories secretly written in Lady Rosa's hand. The last part is our joint effort.
内容
遗憾的是，我不认识新娘，所以没法祝贺新郎。我对新郎了解甚多，所以也没法祝贺新娘。
一位年轻男子温柔地拥抱他的爱人，问道：“我是否是你的初恋？”女子回答说：“也许吧，我觉得我在哪里见过你。”
从前，库滕堡有一位男子拜访了一位年长的占卜师，希望了解自身的命运。占卜师认真地观察了他的手掌后说道：“我看到你有两个孩子……”“那只是你的想象罢了，”男子摇了摇头说，“我有三个孩子！”“但那也只是你的想象……”占卜师微笑着回答。
在讨论男性与女性的议题上，许多人，特别是男性，常常声称女性是不完美的，容易犯各种罪过和错误。一条古老且公认的真理是：多数人的证词就是可信的证词，其真实性不容置疑。但是谁为女性定下这样的命运？是上帝还是男性？又有谁规定女性不能在没有男性指导的情况下思考、行动和决策？
又是谁将女性定义为愚昧和陋习缠身，认为她们无法参与所谓“纯粹男性的领域”——政治、科学或自由艺术？这样的决议是否有经验或证据作为支撑？说到底，从未有人给予女性机会来展示她们所需的判断力和智慧，人们只是自顾自地认定她们能力不足，并将这一判断奉为既定事实，无人敢于质疑。
我们见证过太多对夏娃之女的诽谤与中伤，因此我们可以，或者说必须站出来，证明这个世界在性别平等方面的不公。男性常常将自己凌驾于女性之上，并将种种罪责归咎于她们，但这一切只是为了掩盖他们自己的缺点！
那些指责女性有恶习的男性，往往在年轻时也沉溺于放纵的生活。这些男性到了晚年，虽然对自身过去的罪行感到后悔，却从未真心悔改。正是出于这种心态，他们谴责女性，以便在所有与他们一派的人心中羞辱和诋毁她们。而他们的这些言论，就如同麻风病般在社会上蔓延。
但与对女性的贬低相比，男人欺压其他男人的行为更胜一筹。比如，他们会嘲笑那些听从妻子建议的丈夫，认为这是愚蠢的行为。但如果一个男人有通情达理且聪慧的妻子，却不愿听从她建议，那才是真正的愚蠢！
什么样的女人能知道丈夫每晚都在哪？答案是寡妇！
父亲在儿子的婚礼日对他说：“记住，儿子，新婚的女人爱意深沉，厨艺却很糟，几年之后，就会完全反过来了。”
从前在很远的地方有一位年轻的王子，有一天他在林间狩猎时，忽然听见一个女孩的声音。那歌声是如此美妙，让金丝雀都因为嫉妒竖起了羽毛。王子顺着声音走去，心想，如果找到了这位唱歌的女孩，我就带她回家，娶她为妻，这样所有人都会羡慕我，因为我妻子的歌声比夜莺还要动听！
王子走呀走呀，来到了一片空地上，那里有一棵古老而茂盛的柳树，在树冠上坐着一位美丽的少女。少女的歌声如此动听，连枝叶间的风都为之驻足。王子放下弩箭，以免惊吓到少女，然后大声说道：
“美丽的姑娘，我是这个国家的王子，我要向你求婚！做我的妻子，过王后的生活吧！”
“我不能做您的妻子，”少女回答道，“我无法离开这里。但如果您对我有意，不妨明天再来这里。”
王子不愿放弃追求女孩，于是第二天他又去见她，还带了一枚精美的金戒指。
“跟我走吧，美丽的小姐。我会永远爱你，你想要什么都应有尽有！”他恳求道。
“我和您说过，我不能离开这里，”少女的回答一如既往，“但如果您对我有意，您明天可以再来这里。”
第三次，王子给女孩带来一条最好的丝绸做成的裙子。她很喜欢，但她仍然重申，即便如此，她也不能嫁给他。
于是年轻的王子第四次来到树下，还带来了三个樵夫。
“你终于能做我的妻子了！”他说道，并命令他们砍掉那棵树。
少女哭泣着乞求他停手。树很快倒在了地上，王子以为他终于成功了。但就当他的脚踩上长满青苔的土地时，女孩变成了一只小小的夜莺，迅速消失在森林的阴影里。爱情不能强取豪夺，若是有人强硬为之，便定会一无所获。
内容（英文）
Unfortunately, I don't know the bride, so I can't congratulate her groom. And knowing the groom too well, neither can I congratulate the bride.
A young man tenderly embraces his beloved and asks, 'Am I your first lover by any chance?' 'Could be,' she replies. 'I thought I'd seen you somewhere before.'
A certain Kuttenberg gentleman once visited an old charlatan and wanted to know his fate. The charlatan examined his palm carefully and said to him, 'I see you are the father of two children...' 'You're mistaken,' he shook his head. 'I am the father of three children!' 'It is you who are mistaken!' smiled the charlatan.
As many, and men in particular, will gladly testify, of the two genders, it is the female that is imperfect, prone to all manner of sins and faults. It is an old known truth that the testimony of many is a credible testimony, the truth of which cannot be doubted. But who hath appointed the woman her lot? God? Or man? Who has decreed that woman is incapable of thinking, acting and deciding without the guidance of man?
By whom was it determined that women were too foolish and vice-ridden to participate in matters wholly male - politics, science, or the liberal arts? Is such a resolution supported by experience or evidence? After all, no one has ever given a woman the opportunity to demonstrate the necessary judgement and wit. We have only conveniently condemned it as inadequate and have made this judgement an established truth which no one dares to question.
We have witnessed many injuries to the daughters of Eve, and therefore may, or rather must, testify that the world is unjustly ordered in this respect. Men are fond of exalting themselves above women and attributing all sorts of wrongs to them, but only to cover their own faults!
A man who accuses a woman of vice has squandered his own youth in licentiousness. In old age, these men recall with regret the sins of their past life without ever repenting of them. It is out of this bitterness that they denounce women, in order to humiliate and vilify them in the minds of all who are willing to listen to them. These corrupt old men are like incurable leprosy.
But even more than women, men prefer to elevate themselves above other men. For example, they claim that husbands who listen to their wives' advice are fools and deserve ridicule. But we say that a man who has a wife who is sensible and wise, and refuses to listen to her, is twice as foolish!
What do you call a woman who knows exactly where her husband is every night? A widow.
A father says to his son on his wedding day, 'Remember, son, that a newlywed woman loves well and cooks badly. But wait a few years and it will be just the opposite.'
In a distant land, there lived a young prince who, during one of his hunting trips into the forest, heard a girl's voice, singing so beautifully that the songbirds ruffled their feathers in envy. The prince followed the voice and thought to himself, "When I find this singing maiden, I will take her with me and marry her. Everyone will envy me, because my wife will sing more beautifully than a nightingale!"
He walked and walked until he came to a clearing where an old, tall willow tree stood. In its crown sat a lovely maiden, singing so beautifully that even the wind in the branches fell silent. The prince set aside his crossbow, so as not to frighten the girl, and called out:
"Beautiful maiden, I am the prince of this kingdom, and I ask for your hand! Be my wife and live as a queen!"
"I cannot be your wife," she replied. "I am not allowed to leave here. But if you care for me, come again tomorrow."
The prince was unwilling to give up the girl, and the next day he set out to see her again. He brought with him a magnificent golden ring.
"Come with me, beautiful maiden. I will love you forever, and you will want for nothing!" he pleaded.
"I’ve already told you that I cannot," she repeated. "But if you care for me, you will come again tomorrow."
The third time, the prince brought the girl a dress made from the finest silk. She liked it, but again repeated that she could not marry him, even so.
And so the young prince went to the willow a fourth time, bringing with him a trio of woodcutters.
"You will finally be my wife!" he said, and ordered the tree to be cut down.
The maiden wept and begged in vain. The tree soon fell to the ground, and the prince thought he had won. But as soon as her foot touched the moss-covered earth, the girl turned into a small nightingale and instantly disappeared into the shadows of the forest. Love cannot be taken by force, and whoever tries will soon lose it.
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