书名：To All the Boys I've Loved Before致所有我曾经爱过的男孩

读者对象：12岁及以上难度：Lexile蓝思阅读指数630L作者：Jenny Han出版社名称：Simon & Schuster Books for Young Readers出版时间：2016语种：英文ISBN：9781442426719商品尺寸：14 x 2.5 x 21 cm包装：平装页数：384（以实物为准）

To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before is now a major motion picture streaming on Netflix!What if all the crushes you ever had found out how you felt about them… all at once? Sixteen-year-old Lara Jean Song keeps her love letters in a hatbox her mother gave her. They aren’t love letters that anyone else wrote for her; these are ones she’s written. One for every boy she’s ever loved—five in all. When she writes, she pours out her heart and soul and says all the things she would never say in real life, because her letters are for her eyes only. Until the day her secret letters are mailed, and suddenly, Lara Jean’s love life goes from imaginary to out of control. Review"An ultimately compelling exploration of teenage growth and young love." (Kirkus)"A wonderful choice for fans of Sarah Dessen and Stephanie Perkins." (Booklist) "In this lovely, lighthearted romance... readers will remember the Song sisters and the boys in their lives long after the final page turn."(School Library Journal) "One of the 15 Most Exciting Books of 2014"(TeenVogue.com)"This book is amazing." (HelloGiggles.com)

每个人对爱情都有美好的憧憬，而情书承载着刻骨铭心的温情。那些说不出口的情愫，透过文字溢在纸上，传递给喜欢的人。 十六岁的Lara将她的情书放在母亲送给她的帽盒里。这些不是别人为她写的情书，而是她写的，每一个她曾经暗恋过的男孩都有一封。当她写信时，她倾注了她内心的真实情感，并说出了她在现实生活中永远不会说的事，因为这些她私下写的情信看过的只有她自己，她也没有想过要寄出去。直到有一天，她的秘密信件被邮寄，突然之间，她的生活陷入了天翻地覆的混乱之中……

珍妮·韩（Jenny Han），《纽约时报》畅销书作者，《致所有我曾爱过的男孩》是她的系列作品，其同名改编电影由网飞公司（Netflix）全球发行。电影上映后，引发了千万网友对于“谢谢生命中出现的每一个男孩”的讨论。她现居住在纽约市布鲁克林区。 Jenny Han is the New York Times bestselling author of The Summer I Turned Pretty series; Shug; the Burn for Burn trilogy, cowritten with Siobhan Vivian; and To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before and P.S. I Still Love You. She is also the author of the chapter book Clara Lee and The Apple Pie Dream. A former children’s bookseller, she earned her MFA in creative writing at the New School.

My dad loves Josh because he’s a boy and my dad is surrounded by girls. I mean it: all day long he is surrounded by females. My dad is an ob-gyn, and he also happens to be the father of three daughters, so it’s like girls, girls, girls all day. He also likes Josh because Josh likes comics and he’ll go fishing with him. My dad tried to take us fishing once, and I cried when my shoes got mud on them, and Margot cried when her book got wet, and Kitty cried because Kitty was still practically a baby. Kitty loves Josh because he’ll play cards with her and not get bored. Or at least pretend to not get bored. They make deals with each other—if I win this next hand, you have to make me a toasted crunchy-peanut-butter-sandwich, no crusts. That’s Kitty. Inevitably there won’t be crunchy peanut butter and Josh will say too bad, pick something else. But then Kitty will wear him down and he’ll run out and buy some, because that’s Josh. If I had to say why Margot loves him, I think maybe I would say it’s because we all do. We are in the living room, Kitty is pasting pictures of dogs to a giant piece of cardboard. There’s paper and scraps all around her. Humming to herself, she says, “When Daddy asks me what I want for Christmas, I am just going to say, ‘Pick any one of these breeds and we’ll be good.’?” Margot and Josh are on the couch; I’m lying on the floor, watching TV. Josh popped a big bowl of popcorn, and I devote myself to it, handfuls and handfuls of it. A commercial comes on for perfume: a girl is running around the streets of Paris in an orchid-colored halter dress that is thin as tissue paper. What I wouldn’t give to be that girl in that tissue-paper dress running around Paris in springtime! I sit up so suddenly I choke on a kernel of popcorn. Between coughs I say, “Margot, let’s meet in Paris for my spring break!” I’m already picturing myself twirling with a pistachio macaron in one hand and a raspberry one in the other. Margot’s eyes light up. “Do you think Daddy will let you?” “Sure, it’s culture. He’ll have to let me.” But it’s true that I’ve never flown by myself before. And also I’ve never even left the country before. Would Margot meet me at the airport, or would I have to find my own way to the hostel?