美丽英文:穿过爱的时光-第18章
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ess called to me。 How sad,I thought,not to have anything left to say。 Wasn’t there any page that they hadn’t yet turned in each other’s stories? What if that happened to us?
Michael and I paid our small tab and got up to leave the restaurant。 As we walked by the corner where the old couple sat,I accidentally dropped my wallet。 Bending over to pick it up,I noticed that under the table,each of their free hands was gently cradled in the other’s。 They had been holding hands all this time!
I stood up and felt humbled by the simple yet profound act of connection I had just been privileged to witness。 This man’s gentle caress of his wife’s tired fingers filled not only what I had previously perceived as all emotionally empty corner,but also my heart。 Theirs was not the unfortable silence whose threat one always feels just behind the punch line or at the end of an anecdote on a first date。 No,theirs was a fortable,relaxed ease,a gentle love that knew it did not always need words to express itself。 They had probably shared this hour of the morning with each other for a long time。 and maybe today wasn’t that different from yesterday,but they were at peace with that; and with each other。
Maybe; I thought as Michael and I walked out,it wouldn’t be so bad if someday that was us。 Maybe,it would be kind of nice。
父亲给儿子的一封信
佚名
亲爱的孩子:
当你看到我的衰老,昔日的强壮不在之时,请耐心地努力去了解我……
如果我吃东西时弄得一团糟……如果我无法穿戴整齐……请耐心点。你要记得,我教你做这些事情时曾花费了多少时间。
如果,当我对你说话时,总是成百上千次地重复相同的事情……请不要打断我……请耐心地听我说……
在你很小的时候,我必须成百上千次地重复讲同一个故事给你听,直到你入睡……
当我不想淋浴时,不要羞辱我,也不要斥责我……你要记得,我曾编造了上千条理由,只是为了让你洗澡……
当你看到我在新技术方面愚笨无知时,给我一些必要的时间,不要带着嘲讽的笑意看着我……我曾教导你如何去做很多事情……吃好,穿好……面对生活……
当我在交谈中偶尔忘记了内容,或者思路不清……让我有一些必要的时间回忆……如果我不能想起,请不要不安……因为最重要的不是我的谈话,而是有你相伴,有你倾听我……
如果我有时不想吃东西,不要强迫我,我清楚自己什么时候需要食物,什么时候不需要。
当我衰老的双腿无法行走……伸出你的手……在你迈出人生的第一步时,我也曾同样这样帮你。
还有,当我有一天告诉你,我不想再活了……想随风而逝时,不要生气……终有一日,你会明白……设法去了解,像我这样的年纪,不过是苟延残喘。
总有一天,你会发现,尽管我有许多过错,但我总想给你最好的,并总是设法为你铺好道路……
看到我靠近你时,一定不要感到伤心、生气或无奈,你一定要站在我的身边,设法理解我、帮助我,就像在你刚开始生活时我所做的那样。扶着我行走……用爱和耐心帮助我走完人生……我会用微笑和始终给你的宽广的爱来回报你。
我爱你,孩子……
你的父亲
Dear Son
Anonymous
Dear son;
The day that you see me old and I am already not; have patience and try to understand me。。。
If I get dirty when eating。。。 if I can not dress。。。 have patience。 Remember the hours I spent teaching it to you。
If; when I speak to you; I repeat the same things thousand and one times。。。 do not interrupt1 me。。。 listen to me
When you were small; I had to read to you thousand and one times the same story until you get to sleep。。。
When I do not want to have a shower, neither shame me nor scold me。。。 Remember when I had to chase2 you with thousand excuses I invented; in order that you wanted to bath。。。
When you see my ignorance on new technologies。。。 give me the necessary time and not look at me with your mocking3 smile。。。 I taught you how to do so many things。。。to eat good; to dress well。。。 to confront life。。。
When at some moment I lose the memory or the thread ofour conversation。。。 let me have the necessary time to remember。。。 and if I cannot do it; do not bee nervous。。。 as the most important thing is not my conversation but surely to be with you and to have you listening to me。。。
If ever I do not want to eat; do not force me。 I know well when I need to and when not。
When my tired legs do not allow me walk。。。 give me your hand。。。 the same way I did when you gave your first steps。
And when someday I say to you that I do not want to live anymore。。。 that I want to die。。。 do not get angry。。。 some day you will understand。。。 Try to understand that my age is not lived but survived4。
Some day you will discover that; despite my mistakes; I always wanted the best thing for you and that I tried to prepare the way for you。。。
You must not feel sad; angry or impotent5 for seeing me near you。 You must be next to me; try to understand me and to help me as I did it when you started living。 Help me to walk。。。 help me to end my way with love and patience。 I will pay you by a smile and by the immense love I have had always for you。
I love you son。。。
Your father
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和猫的对话(1)
希拉里·白洛克
那天,我走进火车站的一个酒吧,要了一杯啤酒,独自坐了下来,开始思索,我想人类的孤独感是一种必然,也是一种悲惨。刚开始我想到自然界存在着某种必然,并因此感到欣慰,但是我继而想到不能这样想,人类的灵魂需要其他的东西。我用了好长时间思索其他的词汇,这时,命运之神或是某个福星把一只茶色且油光闪亮的长毛猫送到我的面前。
如果说每个国家都有属于自己的猫,那么英国人的猫是最好的,因为它们最快活最友善。但是,我遇到的这只猫,就算是与英国猫相比,也是格外聪明和友善——尤其是友善。它轻轻一跳,跳到了我的腿上,安稳地卧在那里,用它那可爱的右前爪小心翼翼地触到了我的胳膊,算是自我介绍,它的目光可爱而无暇,看了我一眼,接着偷偷地微笑了一下,算是接受我了。
受到这样的亲近问候,没有人会不做出反应。所以我竟然伸出手去抚摩阿玛西亚(我正是因为这个名字才有了这番幻想),尽管我的动作是出于尊重和对陌生人的礼貌,但很快我们之间产生了亲密感,我为在西南部99路的地铁终点站,找到这样的好朋友而高兴。然后,我从抚摸变到说话(当然是以恰当的方式),我说:“阿玛西亚,最漂亮的猫,你想得到爱抚,为什么偏偏选中我呢?你认为我是所有生灵的朋友吗?还是你自己特别孤单(尽管我知道你的可爱的家离此不远)?还是因为动物和人类一样拥有同情心?那么你为什么要这样做呢?会不会因为我太傻了,问这样的问题,却不愿意接受上帝赐予的美好事物呢?”
阿玛西亚回应了我提出的问题,它咕噜咕噜地叫着,闭着眼睛,对我们的相遇表示非常惊喜。
“阿玛西亚,你永远都不会离开我的。”我说,“你睡吧,我要陪在你的身边,永远坐在这里,我把你抱在怀里,任你做最美丽的梦,没有任何东西能够将咱们分离,我的阿玛西亚。我是你的人,你是我的猫,从现在一直到最完美的安宁。”
接着,阿玛西亚再次站起来,轻盈、小心地跳到地板上,那动作可爱得犹如波浪。它就这样慢悠悠地离去了,头也不回。它另有打算,当它端庄地走到它要找的门时,一个矮小且另人讨厌的人弯下身去抚摸它的头后部,还一边说着:“猫咪,猫咪。” 它甚至没有看他一眼,只是蹭蹭他的腿,以表达他单纯而深沉的爱,并以此来表达友谊的圣洁与不朽。
A Conversation with a Cat
Hilaire Belloc
The other day I went into the bar of a railway station and; taking a glass of beer; I sat down at a little table by myself to meditate upon the necessary but tragic isolation of the human soul。 I began my meditations1 by consoling myself with the truth that something in mon runs through all nature; but I went on to consider that this cut no ice; and that the heart needed something more。 I might by long research have discovered some third term a little les hackneyed than these two; when fate; or some other fostering star; sent me a tawny silky; long…haired cat。
If it be true that nations have the cats they deserve; then the English people deserve well in cats; for there are none so prosperous or so friendly in the world。 But even for an English cat this cat was exceptionally friendly and fine—especially friendly。 It leapt at one graceful bound into my lap; nestled there; put out an engaging right front paw to touch my arm with a pretty timidity by way of introduction; rolled up at me an eye of bright but innocent affection; and then smiled a secret smile of approval。txt电子书分享平台
和猫的对话(2)
No man could be so timid after such an approach as not to make some manner of response。 So did I。 I even took the liberty of stroking Amathea (for by that name did I receive this vision); and though I began this gesture in a respectful fashion; after the best models of polite deportment2 with strangers; I was soon lendi