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一个月后他出发去北方。在火车站里她抱着小狗不肯离开。喧嚣的站台上他把头探到车窗外向她挥手。她踮着脚当真地问他“如果我长大了我可不可以嫁给你”火车已经开动,Franklin Marshall。他微笑着哄她愉快地说“可以”。然后火车驶出了南方的小站她孤独地随着火车奔驰终于追不上。那一年她是10岁。而他始终到大学毕业开始上班也没有再回到南方。而她始终写信给他。从小学生的稚嫩字体开始。一笔一划地告诉他她和小狗的生涯。他素来不回信只在她生日和新年的时候寄给她英俊的卡片。上面写着祝小美和小白健康快乐。小白是小狗的名字美是她的名字。3年以后小白生病逝世去。她在信里对他说小白已经离开我但我心里的愿望还在,franklin marshall pas cher。固然我知道我不会有蝴蝶的翅膀可我还是能够去我自己想去的地方。3 a% w' `8 ~6 s0 \
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黑暗中他看不明白她的表情他只闻声她轻声的问他如果你以后离婚我可不可以嫁给你,Franklin et Marshall。他动摇地回答可以。凌晨她不告而别单独南下。婚后的日子平庸如水。菲两年后去美国读书。准备未几把他也接出去。他解雇了公职开了一家小小的酒吧准备打发掉在海内的最后日子。他把自己的酒吧叫做思美。他还是一直地收到她的信。她说她很快要毕业了如果考不上北京的大学就准备废弃学业来北京工作。他说我过一两年就要走的,Franklin & Marshall。她说不要紧。只有还有剩下的时间。再次见面的时候她19岁而他也快30了。' D/ ~1 I0 H1 P; @$ ^
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那年他19岁而她才9岁。她是街坊的女孩。继母对她不好。他第一次见到她。她衣着一条脏脏的白色棉布裙子脸上有红肿的手指印满脸泪水却神色冷淡。他蹲在她的眼前他说你喜欢小狗吗。他把自己捡来的一条白色小狗放在竹篮里给她看。他说你笑一笑我就把它送给你。他给了她一段快活温暖的时间,Achat Franklin Marshall。带她去钓鱼捉蝴蝶看着她的笑颜烂漫天真。她生日的那天他带她去逛夜市送给她一枚红色的蝴蝶发夹。他说你要信任自己有一天你会象一只蝴蝶一样飞到自己想去的处所。
5 P5 X4 }+ k' `' } 又过了半年左右她的性命力已耗到了止境。那一天早上她忽然显得仿佛好转。她必定要他去买假发。由于化疗她所有的头发都掉光了。她给本人扎了麻花辫子。那是她童年时的样子。而后她要他把家里的一个丝缎盒子搬到病房。里面有他从她9岁开始寄给她的卡片。每年两张已经16年。她一张张地抚摩着已经发黄的卡片和上面含混不清的笔迹。这是他分开她的漫永日子里她所有的财产。终于她累了。她躺下来的时候叫他把红色的蝴蝶发夹别到她的头发上。她问他如果还有来生我可不可以嫁给你。他轻轻地亲吻她他说可以。她笑了笑缓缓说我终于可以嫁给你了……临走的那天她对他突然说我良久没有吃苹果了我多想再闻闻苹果的香味你能给我拿一个苹果吗那是苹果刚上市的节令他在医院门口的小摊上好不轻易才找到一堆看上去苹果依然还是青涩的。他让小贩称了一大袋又挑了一只拿在手里想闻闻有不她要的香味儿。这时候他的手突然一陡那只苹果掉在地上向马路对面*去离他越来越远。他全部人好像被猛击了一掌一下子苏醒他丢下钱抱着那袋苹果以最快的速度向她的病房冲去。当他终于穿过那些楼梯和长廊回到她的床前她已经永远合上了她那双曾经充斥蜜意和哀伤的眼睛。他跪在她的床前嚎啕大哭怀里的苹果散落了一地。他久久不能从悲哀里还原。$ \) r. q, r) f- j
$ \6 k; `) J5 V# | ^9 _3 N 就这样又过了一年直到他的签证也下来了预备出国和菲相聚。临行前他把酒吧留给了她。并对她说“你在这里找一个可以照料你的人当前兴许我……我就不可能回来看你了你仍是嫁人吧。”她却说“我不会嫁人我会等你等你回来在这里等你永远的等下去。”她依然写信给他一封又一封。而他也依然只在她诞辰跟新年的时候寄漂亮的卡片给她。他一去就是5年。而在这5年里她却谢绝了身边如云的寻求者。后来他和菲离异事业也开端受挫。他筹备再回国发展。在酒吧门口看到了她依然是那条白色的棉布裙子。而她看起来是那样的苍白而清癯。她笑着说“你回来了”。说完便昏到在了地上。在病院里医生告知他她病得很厉害剩下的时光也已经未几了。他陪着她逐日每夜都他读圣经给她听。在她睡觉的时候让她微微地握着他的手指。有阳光的日子他把她抱到病房的阳台上去晒太阳。她说假如我病好了我可不可以嫁给你。她的心里仍然有盼望。他别过脸去忍着眼泪答复她能够。# o4 y' g4 e! V; f8 L* q" [; y
初中毕业的假期她告诉他她要去北京找他。因为他们已经有七年没有会晤了。他在火车站里等她。在拥挤人群里呈现了一个身穿白色棉布裙子高高的个子大大的眼睛长长的头发一个无比十分美丽的女孩子站在那里。他看得都看傻了不晓得该说什么好。他带她去酒店吃饭同行的还有菲他的未婚妻。他陪她去故宫在幽暗的城墙角落里他问她你喜不爱好菲。她说菲很美很优良是个好女孩。然后在晶莹的阳光下她就微笑着看着他。她安静地在北京过了一个礼拜。准备回南方持续高中学业。临行的前夜她执意要把自己给他。她取下头上的蝴蝶发夹稠密黝黑的长发如水倾注。他说我3个月以后就要和菲举办婚礼。我不能这样做。她说恳求你。要求你要我。她的眼泪暖和地掉落在他的手心上。6 @( ]. y( j- {# K0 ]' a
对每一个前来安慰的友人重复念叨如果我不去买苹果就不会让她一个人孤零零地走我怎么能够不在她的身边怎么能够加入葬礼的那天人们惊奇地发明在她的灵柩边摆满了鲜红的玫瑰多得让人猜忌是否整座城市的玫瑰都凑集在这里了而他穿的居然是一套同样鲜红的西装涌现在葬礼上。在众多震惊的眼光中他缓缓走来情态安详。他把一场葬礼变成了婚礼。她终于可以嫁给他了。然而可怜的是就在第二天的夜里在一个凄风暴雨之夜他剪断了自己手段上的动脉用鲜血和生命祭祀了他和她的这段恋情。他曾经用一条白色的小狗来交换她的笑脸。然后她却用了毕生的等候来交流他无奈实现的诺言。
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"We shall see some more of them by-and-by."
( p% ?, s) w8 n, R8 e5 W"More idiots? How many of them are there, then?" I asked.6 I; v$ n( x2 L2 b: G6 C) V9 Z
"There's four of them--children of a farmer near Ploumar here. . . . The parents are dead now," he added, after a while. "The grandmother lives on the farm. In the daytime they knock about on this road, and they come home at dusk along with the cattle. . . . It's a good farm."/ u! U/ ^) w3 y8 O P
We saw the other two: a boy and a girl, as the driver said. They were dressed exactly alike, in shapeless garments with petticoat-like skirts. The imperfect thing that lived within them moved those beings to howl at us from the top of the bank, where they sprawled amongst the tough stalks of furze. Their cropped black heads stuck out from the bright yellow wall of countless small blossoms. The faces were purple with the strain of yelling; the voices sounded blank and cracked like a mechanical imitation of old people's voices; and suddenly ceased when we turned into a lane.3 \& }6 K0 Y5 s5 J1 s7 c
I saw them many times in my wandering about the country. They lived on that road, drifting along its length here and there, according to the inexplicable impulses of their monstrous darkness. They were an offence to the sunshine, a reproach to empty heaven, a blight on the concentrated and purposeful vigour of the wild landscape. In time the story of their parents shaped itself before me out of the listless answers to my questions, out of the indifferent words heard in wayside inns or on the very road those idiots haunted. Some of it was told by an emaciated and sceptical old fellow with a tremendous whip, while we trudged together over the sands by the side of a two-wheeled cart loaded with dripping seaweed. Then at other times other people confirmed and completed the story: till it stood at last before me, a tale formidable and simple, as they always are, those disclosures of obscure trials endured by ignorant hearts. |
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