Board logo

标题: 7月30日英语故事:The passerby in Your Life [打印本页]

作者: 星期一    时间: 2010-7-30 10:20     标题: 7月30日英语故事:The passerby in Your Life

read the story carefully and then translate the phrases which are marked in red or write down what you get from the story to gain the score. 试着翻译红色的部分或者发表自己的看法.


When he told me he was leaving I felt like a vase which has just smashed. There were pieces of me all over the tidy, tan tiles. He kept talking, telling me why he was leaving, explaining it was for the best, I could do better, it was his fault and not mine. I had heard it before many times and yet somehow was still not immune; perhaps one did not become immune to such felony.

He left and I tried to get on with my life. I filled the kettle and put it on to boil, I took out my old red mug and filled it with coffee watching as each coffee granule slipped in to the bone china. That was what my life had been like, endless omissions of coffee granules, somehow never managing to make that cup of coffee.
Somehow when the kettle piped its finishing warning I pretended not to hear it. That’s what Mike’s leaving had been like, sudden and with an awful finality. I would rather just wallow in uncertainty than have things finished. I laughed at myself. Imagine getting all philosophical and sentimental about a mug of coffee. I must be getting old.

And yet it was a young woman who stared back at me from the mirror. A young woman full of promise and hope, a young woman with bright eyes and full lips just waiting to take on the world. I never loved Mike anyway. Besides there are more important things. More important than love, I insist to myself firmly. The lid goes back on the coffee just like closure on the whole Mike experience.

He doesn’t haunt my dreams as I feared that night. Instead I am flying far across fields and woods, looking down on those below me. Suddenly I fall to the ground and it is only when I wake up that I realize I was shot by a hunter, brought down by the burden of not the bullet but the soul of the man who shot it. I realize later, with some degree of understanding, that Mike was the hunter holding me down and I am the bird that longs to fly. The next night my dream is similar to the previous nights, but without the hunter. I fly free until I meet another bird who flies with me in perfect harmony. I realize with some relief that there is a bird out there for me, there is another person, not necessarily a lover perhaps just a friend, but there is someone out there who is my soul mate. I think about being a broken vase again and realize that I have glued myself back together, what Mike has is merely a little part of my time in earth, a little understanding of my physical being. He has only, a little piece of me.


本帖隐藏的内容需要回复才可以浏览



PS:这篇文章有些难度,文章中使用了很多次比喻的方式,大家看的时候要务必耐心!
作者: greysky_mm    时间: 2010-7-30 21:25

当我感到害怕的那个夜晚,他并没有在我的梦中徘徊。取而代之的是,我在梦中看着我飞越过的田野和树林。突然,我坠落到了地上。也正是当我醒来时,我意识到我被一个猎人击中,但我不是因为承受不住子弹的重量而坠落,而是因为不堪袭击我的男人的灵魂之重。后来,我从某种程度上意识到,Mike是那个使我坠落的人,而我则是那只飞翔于天空的小鸟。
作者: greysky_mm    时间: 2010-7-30 21:30

和原文差蛮多的。。囧。。。努力!
作者: 星期一    时间: 2010-7-31 13:48

翻得不错,每个人翻译出来的都有自己的特色。 3# greysky_mm
作者: elaine0219    时间: 2010-7-31 15:46


作者: bubu    时间: 2010-8-1 12:53


作者: nielijh0628    时间: 2010-8-2 12:48

I like english!~
作者: for-today    时间: 2010-8-3 20:18


作者: a885277    时间: 2010-8-3 21:06

加油 啊
作者: 齐飒    时间: 2010-8-4 23:48






欢迎光临 英语听力论坛 (http://bbs.tingroom.com./) Powered by Discuz! 7.2