余华小说活着英文版:To Live(第一篇)

余华的《活着》是一本很经典的中篇小说,从本文开始,和大家分享英文版的活着:《To Live》,本文仅供英语学习使用,此书在Google、京东、亚马逊均有出售,请支持正版!

When I was ten years younger than I am now, I had the carefree job of going to the countryside to collect popular folk songs. That year, for the entire summer, I was like a sparrow soaring recklessly. I would wander amid the village houses and the open country, which was full of cicadas and flooded with sunlight. I had a special affection for that bitter tea that farmers brew, there would always be a bucket of just that kind of tea under a tree by the ridge between the fields, and without a second thought I would ladle out enough to fill my tea-stained bowl. Once I'd filled it to the brim, I'd start bullshitting with some of the male workers. The girls would whisper among themselves and then stifle their chuckles as I'd swagger off. I once spent a whole afternoon talking with an old man who kept a melon patch. I ate more melons that day than I ever had in my life. When I stood up to leave, I suddenly realized that I had as much difficulty walking as a pregnant woman. Later that day, I sat on the porch with a woman who had already become a grandmother. As she weaved a pair of straw sandals she sang "Ten Month Pregnancy" for me. What I loved most was sitting before the peasants' houses just as dusk fell. As the sun's rays came down through the delicate branches, I would watch the peasants pour well water onto the ground, cooling the hot dust and sand. Holding the fan they passed over to me, I would try the pickled vegetables, which always tasted like salt. I would watch the girls and talk with the men.


我比现在年轻十岁的时候,获得了一个游手好闲的职业,去乡间收集民间歌谣。那一年的整个夏天,我如同一只乱飞的麻雀,游荡在知了和阳光充斥的村舍田野。我喜欢喝农民那种带有苦味的茶水,他们的茶桶就放在田埂的树下,我毫无顾忌地拿起漆满茶垢的茶碗舀水喝,还把自己的水壶灌满,与田里干活的男人说上几句废话,在姑娘因我而起的窃窃私笑里扬长而去。我曾经和一位守着瓜田的老人聊了整整一个下午,这是我有生以来瓜吃得最多的一次,当我站起来告辞时,突然发现自己像个孕妇一样步履艰难了。然后我与一位当上了祖母的女人坐在门槛上,她编着草鞋为我唱了一支《十月怀胎》。我最喜欢的是傍晚来到时,坐在农民的屋前,看着他们将提上的井水泼在地上,压住蒸腾的尘土,夕阳的光芒在树梢上照射下来,拿一把他们递过来的扇子,尝尝他们和盐一样咸的咸菜,看看几个年轻女人,和男人们说着话。

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