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朗读：哈佛雪梨搜索公粽号「饿梨英语」，收听更多内容BGM：Ken Arai - SOLITUDEThe Heart of a Broken StoryJ. D. Salinger《破碎故事之心》节选塞林格I hope a few lines will not annoy or embarrass you. I'm writing because I'd like you to know that I am not a common thief. I could think of no way to become acquainted with you except by acting rashly—foolishly, to be accurate. But then, one is a fool when one is in love.我希望这些话不会让你烦恼或尴尬。我写下这些，是因为我想让你知道，我不是寻常意义上的小偷。我想不出任何办法来认识你，除了做出轻率的举动，确切来说，是愚蠢的行为。可你知道，恋爱中的人总是愚蠢的。I loved the way your lips were so slightly parted. You represented the answer to everything to me. I can best describe myself as having been one of the thousands of young men who simply exist.我爱你双唇微启的模样。你为我揭开了万事万物的谜底。说起来，我原本和成千上万的年轻人一样，只是活着罢了。Loving you is the important thing. There are some people who think love is sex and marriage and six o'clock-kisses and children, and perhaps it is. But do you know what I think? I think love is a touch and yet not a touch.爱你是唯一重要的事。有人认为爱是性，是婚姻，是清晨六点的吻，是生一堆孩子，也许真是这样的。但你知道我怎么想吗？我觉得爱是想触碰又收回手。

搜索公粽号「饿梨英语」，收听更多内容I Like For You To Be Still我喜欢你是寂静的Pablo Neruda巴勃罗·聂鲁达（李宗荣 译）I like for you to be still我喜欢你是寂静的It is as though you are absent仿佛你消失了一样And you hear me from far away你从远处聆听我And my voice does not touch you我的声音却无法触及你It seems as though your eyes had flown away好像你的双眼已经飞离去And it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth如同一个吻封缄了你的嘴As all things are filled with my soul如同所有的事物充满了我的灵魂You emerge from the things你从所有的事物中浮现Filled with my soul充满了我的灵魂You are like my soul你像我的灵魂A butterfly of dream一只梦的蝴蝶And you are like the word你如同一个词Melancholy忧郁I like for you to be still我喜欢你是寂静的And you seem far away好像你已远去It sounds as though you are lamenting你听起来像在悲叹A butterfly cooing like a dove一只如鸽悲鸣的蝴蝶And you hear me from far away你从远处听见我And my voice does not reach you我的声音无法触及你Let me come to be still in your silence让我在你的沉默中安静无声And let me talk to you with your silence并且让我借你的沉默与你说话That is bright as a lamp你的沉默明亮如灯Simple, as a ring简单如指环You are like the night你就像黑夜With its stillness and constellations拥有寂寞与群星Your silence is that of a star你的沉默就是星星的沉默As remote and candid遥远而明亮I like for you to be still我喜欢你是寂静的It is as though you are absent仿佛你消失了一样Distant and full of sorrow遥远而且哀伤So you would've died仿佛你已经不在尘世One word then彼时 一个字One smile is enough一个微笑 已经足够And I'm happy而我会觉得幸福Happy that it's not true因那不是真的而觉得幸福巴勃鲁·聂鲁达（1904-1973），智利诗人。1971年凭作品《情诗·哀诗·赞诗》获诺贝尔文学奖，获奖理由：“诗歌具有自然力般的作用，复苏了一个大陆的命运与梦想”。诗歌选自诗集《二十首情诗和一首绝望的歌》，原文为西班牙语。BGM: Brokeback Mountain Theme Song

朗读：雪梨搜索公粽号「饿梨英语」，收听更多内容BGM：Dieter's Theme - Klaus Badelt威斯坦·休·奥登（1907-1973），英裔美国诗人、文学评论家。早期诗歌多写战争题材，后期转向宗教题材，是艾略特之后重要的一代诗人。​Funeral BluesWystan Hugh Auden Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead. Put crepe bows round the white necks of public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West. My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever; I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood; For nothing now can ever come to any good. 《葬礼蓝调》威斯坦·休·奥登（娜斯 译） 停止所有的时钟，切断电话，给狗一块浓汁的骨头，让他别叫，黯哑了钢琴，随着低沉的鼓，抬出灵柩，让哀悼者前来。让直升机在头顶悲旋，在天空狂草着信息他已逝去，把黑纱系在信鸽的白颈，让交通员戴上黑色的手套。他曾经是我的东，我的西，我的南，我的北，我的工作天，我的休息日，我的正午，我的夜半，我的话语，我的歌吟，我以为爱可以不朽，我错了。不再需要星星，把每一颗都摘掉，把月亮包起，拆除太阳，倾泻大海，扫除森林,因为什么也不会，再有意味。

朗读：雪梨搜索公众号「饿梨英语」，收听更多内容​BGM: You're Gloating - Carlos Rafael RiveraI Hate the Starlight我恨千篇一律的……Osip MandelstamО. Э. 曼德尔施塔姆I hate the starlight'smonotonous spectrum.Hail, ancient delirium –tower's arrowed heights!我恨千篇一律的星星之光。你好，拔地而起的钟楼——我久远的梦想。Be lace, be stone,be a cobweb spell:pierce the empty zonewith the finest needle.成为石头，成为花边，成为蛛网；用一根细长的钢针刺进虚空的胸膛。My turn will arrive –I sense the wing's sweep.Yes - but where will my livearrows of mind leap?我的时辰将至——我感到正振动翅膀。如此——但活跃的思想之箭将射向何方？Or I'll return, my moveand time worked through:there – I couldn't love,and here – I'm afraid to…或许，一旦走完自己的路，我会还乡：在那儿——我欲爱不能，在这儿——我爱之彷徨……

朗读：雪梨在「饿梨英语」公众号收听更多内容BGM：ANANT-GARDE EYES - Unjust life伊丽莎白一世《离别后》：头戴王冠，必承其重 Monsieur&`&s Departure这首诗歌的作者是伊丽莎白一世（1533-1603），都铎王朝最后一位君主，英格兰与爱尔兰的女王（1558-1603在位），也是名义上的法国女王。伊丽莎白一世统治时期，在英国历史上在位时被称为“黄金时代”。伊丽莎白一世于终身未嫁，被称为“童贞女王”，也被称为“荣光女王”、“英明女王”。伊丽莎白一世在位期间，正值英国文艺复兴的鼎盛时期，因此在文学史土称为“伊丽莎白时代”。伊丽莎白一世年轻时，利用她未婚待嫁的身份，对先后向其求婚的西班牙、神圣罗马帝国、法国、瑞典等王室虚与委蛇，为英国最大限度地谋求国家利益。读这首诗，不得不为她叹息。On Monsieur&`&s DepartureElizabeth I在他离别后伊丽莎白一世I grieve and dare not show my discontent, I love and yet am forced to seem to hate, I do, yet dare not say I ever meant, I seem stark mute but inwardly do prate. I am and not, I freeze and yet am burned, Since from myself another self I turned. 我伤心却不敢流露不快，我挚爱，却被迫强装是在恨，我有意，却不敢说我想说；心里絮叨着千言万语，表面却是哑然无声：我是自己，我不是自己；我冻僵了，我被焚烧；因为我的自我分裂了，一个我背离了另一个我。My care is like my shadow in the sun, Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it, Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done.His too familiar care doth make me rue it. No means I find to rid him from my breast, Till by the end of things it be supprest. 心中的牵挂，就像我阳光下的影子；我追它就逃，我逃它就跟着我；事事都来搀和，时时纠缠不清：对他过多的思念，使我懊恼烦闷；永世难以把他从心底驱走，除非就此把一切了结干净。Some gentler passion slide into my mind, For I am soft and made of melting snow; Or be more cruel, love, and so be kind. Let me or float or sink, be high or low. Or let me live with some more sweet content, Or die and so forget what love eer meant.爱神啊，请把温和一些的激情装进我的心灵，因为我柔弱如融雪；要么对我更加残忍，要么对我大发善心；让我升天或者入地，让我或浮或沉；或者让我活，那就该多给我一些爱的甜蜜，或者让我死，那么我就能忘却爱的真谛。

朗读：雪梨搜索公众号「饿梨英语」，收听更多内容BGM: The Rain - 久石让这是一首我觉得很美的情诗，送给你们。Before You Came你到来之前Faiz Ahmed Faiz费兹·艾赫迈德·费兹Before you came,你到来之前，things were as they should be:世界是它该有的模样：the sky was the dead-end of sight,天空只是视线的尽头the road was just a road, wine merely wine.路只是一条路 酒只是一杯酒Now everything is like my heart,现在一切如同我的心a color at the edge of blood:血液边缘的颜色：the grey of your absence, the color of poison, of thorns,你缺席的灰色，毒药的颜色，还有荆棘，the gold when we meet, the season ablaze,我们见面时的金色，燃烧的季节，the yellow of autumn, the red of flowers, of flames,秋天的黄，花朵的红，还有火焰and the black when you cover the earth还有黑色，当你用燃尽的煤with the coal of dead fires.覆盖大地And the sky, the road, the glass of wine?天空，路，和那杯酒呢？The sky is a shirt wet with tears,天空是泪水濡湿的一件衬衫the road a vein about to break,路是行将破裂的血管and the glass of wine a mirror in which酒是一面镜子the sky, the road, the world keep changing.映照着天空，路和整个世界不停变幻Don&`&t leave now that you&`&re here—你既来了，就请别走Stay. So the world may become like itself again:留下把。让世界变回它本来的模样：so the sky may be the sky,天空变回天空，the road a road,路变回路，and the glass of wine not a mirror, just a glass of wine.那杯酒不再是镜子，而只是一杯酒。