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冬夜
Author: Ai Wu
  冬天,一个冰寒的晚上。在寂寞的马路旁边,疏枝交横的树下,候着最后一辆搭客汽车的,只我一人。虽然不远的墙边,也蹲有一团黑影,但他却是伸手讨钱的。马路两旁,远远近近都立着灯窗明灿的别墅,向暗蓝的天空静静地微笑着。在马路上是冷冰冰的,还刮着一阵阵猛厉的风。留在枝头的一两片枯叶,也不时发出破碎的哭声。
  
  那蹲着的黑影,接了我的一枚铜板,就高兴地站起来向我搭话,一面抱怨着天气:“真冷呀,再没有比这里更冷了!……先生,你说是不是?”
  
  看见他并不是个讨厌的老头子,便也高兴地说道:“乡下怕更要冷些吧?”
  
  “不,不,”他接着咳嗽起来,要吐出的话,塞在喉管里了。
  
  我说:“为什么?你看见一下霜,乡下的房屋和田野,便在早上白了起来,街上却一点也看不见”。
  
  他捶了几下胸口之后,兴奋地接着说道:“是的,是的,……乡下冷,你往人家门前的稻草堆上一钻就暖了哪……这街上,哼,鬼地方!……还有那些山里呵,比乡下更冷哩,咳,那才好哪!火烧一大堆,大大小小一家人,闹热呀!……”
  
  接着他便说到壮年之日,在南方那些山中冬夜走路的事情。一个人的漂泊生活,我是喜欢打听的,同时车又没有驰来,便怂恿他说了下去,他说晚上在那些山里,只要你是一个正派的人,就可以朝灯火人家一直走去,迎着犬声,敲开树阴下的柴门,大胆地闯进。对着火堆周围的人们,不管他男的女的,用两手向他们两肩头一分,就把你带着风寒露湿的身子,轻轻地放了进去。烧山芋和热茶的香味,便一下子扑入你的鼻子。抬头看,四周闪着微知的眼睛,欢迎着,毫没有怪你唐突的神情。你刚开口说由那儿来的时候,—杯很热的浓茶,就递在你的下巴边上。老太婆吩咐她的孙女,快把火拨大些,多添点子柴,说是客人要烘暖他的身子;你暖和了,还不觉得疲倦的话,你可以摸摸小孩子的下巴,拧拧他们的脸蛋,做一点奇怪的样子,给他们嘻笑。年轻的妈妈,一高兴了,便会怂恿他的孩子把拿着要吃的烧山芋,分开一半,放在你这位客人的手上。如果你要在他们家过夜,他们的招待,就更来得殷勤些。倘若歇一会,暖暖身子,还要朝前赶路,一出柴门,还可听见一片欢送的声音,“转来时,请来玩呀!”老头子讲着讲着,给冷风一吹,便又咳嗽起来,我听得冷都忘记了,突然老头子忘形地拉着我问道:
  
  “先生,这到底是什么原因哪?……这里的人家,火堆一定烧得多的,看窗子多么亮哪,……他们为什么不准一个异乡人进去烤烤手哩?”
  
  搭客汽车从远处轰轰地驰来了,我赶忙摆他的手,高声说:道:“因为他们是文明的人,不像那些山里的……”
  
  再跳进通明的汽车里,蓦地离开他了。但远的南国山中,小小的灯火人家里面,那些丰美的醉人的温暖,却留在我的冬夜的胸中了。
《Winter night》
Poet: Wei Yingwu

  Yao Yao on the eve of the cloud, stagnation Who opened. Since no single quilt warm, frost sleet has been capped.
  Late-year-old perish long-cherished ambition, fleeting sense of deep sorrow. What is of deep sorrow when, suddenly withered peach destroyed.
  Drapery only own, lonely Qi Ming Fu come. Although his life ex weight, move to prop up poor Egypt.
  Cao hold hate this woman, non-Gao Gu only. Zhen Yi in the night, the two opposing powers still Pei back.
《Winter night》
Poet: Bai Juyi

  Dear poor family scattered, making friends from sickness strike. No one front, the village vegetarian lying alone cover.
  Cold light dark, breaking away from the Phi curtain. Policy before the policy window, and heard the new snow.
  Gradually province for many years to sleep from midnight to sit. Oblivion not study the heart, can be lonely and Moan over.
  Wuran send the world body, the Committee of the noble heart. So to four years, one thousand three hundred nights.
《Winter night》
Poet: Jia Dao

  Roam complex by the winter air ounce ladle also empty. Cold tears on the pillow, never the old mountain track.
  Ling Results duckweed water, snow and Cuiliu wind. The dawn of the chicken is not reported two or three Hong Liao Li.
《Winter night》
Poet: Wei Zhuang

  Sleep half the wine consumption in cold oven, customer intelligence Township, two distant dream.
  No one caught for my sword, cut off the feeling of sadness inch seedlings.
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