小说园

第12章 被遗忘的时光6（第1页）

efirstfallofsnowisnotonlyaneventbutitisamagicalevent。Yougotobedinonekindofworldandwakeutofindyourselfinanotherquitedifferent，andifthisisnotenchantment，thenwhereisittobefound？Theverystealth，theeeriequietness，ofthethingmakesitmoremagical。Ifallthesnowfellatonceinoneshatteringcrash，awakeningusinthemiddleofthenighttheeventwouldberobbedofitswonder。Butitfluttersdown，soundless，hourafterhourwhileweareaslee。Outsidetheclosedcurtainsofthebedroomavasttransformationsceneistakinglace，justasifamyriadelvesandbrownieswereatwork，andweturnandyawnandstretchandknownothingaboutit。Andthen，whatanextraordinarychangeitis！Itisasifthehouseyouareinhadbeendroeddowninanothercontinent。Eventheinside，whichhasnotbeentouched，seemsdifferent，everyroomaearingsmallerandcosier，justasifsomeowerweretryingtoturnitintoawoodcutter’shutorasnuglog-cabin。Outside，wherethegardenwasyesterday，thereisnowawhiteandglisteninglevel，andthevillagebeyondisnolongeryourownfamiliarclusterofroofsbutavillageinanoldGermanfairy-tale。Youwouldnotbesurrisedtolearnthatalltheeolethere，thesectacledostmistress，thecobbler，theretiredschoolmaster，andtherest，hadsufferedachangetooandhadbecomequeerelvishbeings，urveyorsofinvisiblecasandmagicshoes。Youyourselvesdonotfeelquitethesameeoleyouwereyesterday。Howcouldyouwhensomuchhasbeenchanged？Thereisacuriousstir，alittleshiverofexcitement，troublingthehouse，notunlikethefeelingthereisabroadwhenajourneyhastobemade。Thechildren，ofcourse，areallexcitementbuteventheadultshangaboutandtalktooneanotherlongerthanusualbeforesettlingdowntotheday’swork。Nobodycanresistthewindows。Itislikebeingonboardashi。

WhenIgotuthismorningtheworldwasachilledhollowofdeadwhiteandfaintblues。Thelightthatcamethroughthewindowswasveryqueer，anditcontrivedtomakethefamiliarbusinessofslashingandshavingandbrushinganddressingveryqueertoo。Thenthesuncameout，andbythetimeIhadsatdowntobreakfast。Itwasshiningbravelyandflushingthesnowwithdelicateinks。ThediningroomwindowhadbeentransformedintoalovelyJaaneserint。Thelittlelum-treeoutside，withthefaintlyflushedsnowliningitsboughsandartfullydisosedalongitstrunk，stoodinfullsunlight。Anhourortwolatereverythingwasacoldglitterofwhiteandblue。Theworldhadcomletelychangedagain。ThelittleJaaneserintshadallvanished。Ilookedoutofmystudywindow，overthegarden，themeadow，tothelowhillsbeyond，andthegroundwasonelongglare，theskywassteely，andallthetreessomanyblackandsinistershaes。Therewasindeedsomethingcuriouslysinisteraboutthewholerosect。Itwasasifourkindlycountryside，closetotheveryheartofEngland，hadbeenturnedintoacruelstee。Atanymoment，itseemed，abodyofhorsemenmightbeseenbreakingoutfromtheblackcose，somanyinstrumentsoftyrannymightbeheardandsomedistantatchofsnowbereddened。Itwasthatkindoflandscae。

Nowithaschangedagain。Theglarehasgoneandnotouchofthesinisterremains。Butthesnowisfallingheavily，ingreatsoftflakes，sothatyoucanhardlyseeacrosstheshallowvalley，andtheroofsarethickandthetreesallbending，andtheweathercockofthevillagechurch，stilltobeseenthroughthegreyloadedair，hasbecomesomecreatureoutofHansAndersen。Frommystudy，whichisartfromthehouseandfacesit，Icanseethechildrenflatteningtheirnosesagainstthenurserywindow，andthereisrunningthroughmyheadajangleofrhymeIusedtoreeatwhenIwasachildandflattenedmynoseagainstthecoldwindowwatchingthefallingsnow：

Snow，snowfaster：

Whitealabaster！

KillinggeeseinScotland，

Sendingfeathershere！

真实的高贵

TrueNobility

欧内斯特·海明威

ErnestHemingway

风平浪静的大海上，每个人都是领航员。

但是，只有阳光而无阴影，只有欢乐而无痛苦，那就不是人生。以最幸福的人的生活为例——它是一团纠缠在一起的麻线。丧亲之痛和幸福祝愿，彼此相接，使我们一会儿伤心一会儿高兴，甚至死亡本身也会使生命更加可亲。在人生的清醒时刻，在哀痛和伤心的阴影之下，人们与真实的自我最接近。

在人生或者职业的各种事务中，性格的作用比智力大得多，头脑的作用不如心情，天资不如由判断力所掌控的自制、耐心和纪律。

我始终相信，开始在内心生活得更严肃的人，也会在外表上开始生活得更朴素。在一个奢华浪费的年代，我希望能向世界表明，人类真正需要的东西是非常微小的。

悔恨自己的错误，而且力求不再重蹈覆辙，这才是真正的悔悟。优于别人，并不高贵，真正的高贵应该是优于过去的自己。

Inacalmseaeverymanisailot。

Butallsunshinewithoutshade，allleasurewithoutain，isnotlifeatall。Takethelotofthehaiest—itisatangledyarn。Bereavementsandblessings，onefollowinganother，makeussadandblessedbyturns。Evendeathitselfmakeslifemoreloving。Mencomeclosesttotheirtrueselvesinthesobermomentsoflife，undertheshadowsofsorrowandloss。

Intheaffairsoflifeorofbusiness，itisnotintellectthattellssomuchascharacter，notbrainssomuchasheart，notgeniussomuchasself-control，atience，anddisciline，regulatedbyjudgment。

Ihavealwaysbelievedthatthemanwhohasbeguntolivemoreseriouslywithinbeginstolivemoresimlywithout。Inanageofextravaganceandwaste，IwishIcouldshowtotheworldhowfewtherealwantsofhumanityare。

Toregretone’serrorstotheointofnotreeatingthemistruereentance。

Thereisnothingnobleinbeingsueriortosomeotherman。Thetruenobilityisinbeingsueriortoyourreviousself。

内卡河上木筏行

RaftingDowntheNeckar

马克·吐温

MarkTwain

WhenthelandlordlearnedthatIandmyagentswereartists，ourartyroseercetiblyinhisesteem；werosestillhigherwhenhelearnedthatweweremakingaedestriantourofEuroe。

HetoldusallabouttheHeidelbergroad，andwhichwerethebestlacestoavoidandwhichthebestonestotarryat；hechargedmelessthancostforthethingsIbrokeinthenight；heutuafineluncheonforusandaddedtoitaquantityofgreatlight-greenlums，theleasantestfruitinGermany；hewassoanxioustodoushonorthathewouldnotallowustowalkoutofHeilbronn，butcalleduGotzvonBerlichingen

"shorseandcabandmadeusride。