讀點(diǎn)好英文:A White Rose 一朵白薔薇

A White Rose 一朵白薔薇

Bing Xin

How come I stand alone by the river? The hazy sky is that dawn or dusk? Where can I inquire? I simply feel I am in an ocean of flowers, amid the flowers mixed a few white roses.

There she comes, she comes down from the hill. With a bunch of flowers in hands, she appears in a plain white dress with beautiful make up.

Come hither, give you a white rose, you may pin on the lapel, I say. She beams with a word, but I can not hear. However, I seem to no pick one, and she does not wear it, holding the flowers still, she walks forward.

Looking up the path she passed, I can see both sides of the path covered with blooming flowers, drooping flowers, and fallen flowers.

I suppose white flower is better than red flower all the time; yet why didn't I pick one, and she didn't wear one?

What's the place forward? Why not go with her?

It's over, the flowers disappear, and the dream awakes, what may be ahead? If I had picked one, had she been wearing it?

一朵白薔薇

冰心

怎么獨(dú)自站在河邊上？這朦朧的天色，是黎明還是黃昏？何處詢問(wèn)，只覺(jué)得眼前竟是花的世界。中間雜著幾朵白薔薇。

她來(lái)了，她從山上下來(lái)了。靚妝著，仿佛是一身縞白，手里抱著一大束花。

我說(shuō)，“你來(lái)，給你一朵白薔薇，好簪在襟上?！彼⑿φf(shuō)了一句話，只是聽(tīng)不見(jiàn)。然而似乎我竟沒(méi)有摘，她也沒(méi)有戴，依舊抱著花兒，向前走了。

抬頭望她去路，只見(jiàn)得兩旁開(kāi)滿了花，垂?jié)M了花，落滿了花。

我想白花終比紅花好；然而為何我竟沒(méi)有摘，她也竟沒(méi)有戴？

前路是什么地方，為何不隨她走去？

都過(guò)去了，花也隱了，夢(mèng)也醒了，前路如何？便摘也何曾戴？

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導(dǎo)讀

冰心（1900—1999），現(xiàn)代著名詩(shī)人、作家、翻譯家、兒童文學(xué)家。冰心散文的語(yǔ)言清麗、典雅。她善于提煉口語(yǔ)，使之成為文學(xué)語(yǔ)言，她能把古典文學(xué)中的辭章、詞匯吸收融化，注入到現(xiàn)代語(yǔ)言中去。

文中的“她”應(yīng)該是夢(mèng)想的化身。在作者迷惘、略顯憂傷之時(shí)，夢(mèng)醒了，又回到了現(xiàn)實(shí)，夢(mèng)境中的路還在嗎？真的會(huì)有人引領(lǐng)自己去追逐夢(mèng)想嗎？這一切只能在現(xiàn)實(shí)中求證。

核心單詞

hazy [?heizi] adj. 模糊的，朦朧的

inquire [in?kwai?] v. 訊問(wèn)；查問(wèn)

lapel [l??pel] n. （西服上的）翻領(lǐng)

suppose [s??p?uz] v. 猜想，以為

awake [??weik] v. 喚醒，使醒過(guò)來(lái)

翻譯

The hazy sky is that dawn or dusk?

Looking up the path she passed, I can see both sides of the path covered with blooming flowers, drooping flowers, and fallen flowers.

It's over, the flowers disappear, and the dream awakes, what may be ahead? If I had picked one, had she been wearing it?