游思集

The fugitive

02

暮色越来越浓稠，我问她：“我到了哪儿的陌生地方？”

It was growing dark when I asked her:"What strange land have I come to?"

她垂眉低眼，默默地走开的时候，陶罐口的水咕噜咕噜地响。

She only lowered her eyes,and the water gurgled in the throat of her jar,as she walked away.

树枝垂贴着朦胧的河岸，绿野似乎隐入了往昔。

The trees hang vaguely over the bank,and the land appears as though it already belonged to the past.

河水静寂，竹林凝然不动。小巷里传来一只手镯碰击水罐的叮当声。

The water is dumb,the bamboos are darkly still,a wristlet tinkles against the water-jar from down the lane.

别再划了，把木船系在树干上吧——因为我爱这田野的景色。

Row no more,but fasten the boat to this tree,-for I love the look of this land.

黄昏星落到了庙顶后面，灰白的大理石台阶在黝黑的河水中忽隐忽现。

The evenint star goes down behind the temple dome,and the pallor of the marble landing haunts the dark water.

旅途淹留的旅人在叹息；因为隐蔽的窗户里射出的阳光，被路边混杂的树枝和灌木撕碎，洒落在黑暗中。那只手镯还在叮当地碰击水罐，回家的双脚仍在踩小巷里的落叶，发出窸窸窣窣的声音。

Belated wayfarers sigh; ofr light from hidden windows is splintered into the darkness by intervening wayside trees and busher,Still that wristlet tinkles against the water-jar,and retreating steps rustle from dowm the lane littered with leaves.

夜深了，王宫的殿脊幽灵般的显现，城镇疲惫地呻吟着。

The night deepens,the palace towers loom spectre-like,and the town hums wearily.

别再划了，把木船系在树干上吧。

Row no more,but fasten the boat to a tree.

让我在这陌生之地躺在朦胧的星光下，静下心来歇息，这里的黑暗在手镯碰击水罐发生的叮当声中喜颤。

Let me seek rest in this strange land,dimly lying under the stars,where darkness tingles with the tinkle of a wristlet knocking against a water-jar.

谨以此系列文章，表达对父母的养育之恩！感谢他们一路陪伴子女成长！

With this series of articles, express the parental support!

Thank them for accompanying their children all the way！