105 lines
3.2 KiB
V
105 lines
3.2 KiB
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module main
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import gg
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import gx
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import os
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import math
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const (
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win_width = 600
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win_height = 700
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bg_color = gx.white
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)
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const (
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text = '
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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
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Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
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While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
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As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
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“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
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Only this and nothing more.”
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Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;
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And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
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Eagerly I wished the morrow;—vainly I had sought to borrow
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From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore—
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For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore—
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Nameless here for evermore.
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And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
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Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
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So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
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“’Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door—
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Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;—
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This it is and nothing more.”
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Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
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“Sir,” said I, “or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
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But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
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And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
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That I scarce was sure I heard you”—here I opened wide the door;—
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Darkness there and nothing more.
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Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
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Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
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But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
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And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, “Lenore?”
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This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, “Lenore!”—
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Merely this and nothing more.
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Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
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Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
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“Surely,” said I, “surely that is something at my window lattice;
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Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore—
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Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;—
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’Tis the wind and nothing more!”
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'
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lines = text.split('\n')
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)
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struct App {
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mut:
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gg &gg.Context
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}
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fn main() {
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mut app := &App{
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gg: 0
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}
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mut font_path := os.resource_abs_path(os.join_path('..', 'assets', 'fonts', 'RobotoMono-Regular.ttf'))
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$if android {
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font_path = 'fonts/RobotoMono-Regular.ttf'
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}
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app.gg = gg.new_context(
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width: win_width
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height: win_height
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create_window: true
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window_title: 'Raven text'
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user_data: app
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bg_color: bg_color
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frame_fn: frame
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font_path: font_path // window_user_ptr: ctx
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// native_rendering: true
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)
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app.gg.run()
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}
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fn frame(mut app App) {
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app.gg.begin()
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width := gg.window_size().width
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mut scale_factor := math.round(f32(width) / win_width)
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if scale_factor <= 0 {
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scale_factor = 1
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}
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text_cfg := gx.TextCfg{
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size: 16 * int(scale_factor)
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}
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mut y := 10
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for line in lines {
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app.gg.draw_text(10, y, line, text_cfg)
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y += 30
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}
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app.gg.end()
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}
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