Black Oaks 英文诗歌.pptVIP

Black Oaks 黑橡树 By Mary Oliver 好吧，没有一棵树能给一位老朋友写一首交响乐， 或者一本字典，或者哪怕一封信，充满回忆与安慰。 　　如果不是风的摇动，没有一棵树能发出一点声音，虽然蓝松鸦整天在枝条上叽叽喳喳。 But to tell the truth after a while Im pale with longing for their thick bodies ruckled with lichen. And you cant keep me from the woods, from the tonnage of their shoulders, and their shining green hair. 　 听着，野心一边说，一边紧张地将她身体的重心，从一只脚移到另一脚——为什么你不继续向前走？ 　　 　 因为我在那里了，在长满青苔的阴影中，在树下了。 　　 　 说实话，我不想松开懒散的手,我不想为钱出卖我的生活。 　　 　 我甚至不想离开雨 Mary Oliver [美]玛丽·奥利弗 Kong 2013 Okay, not one can write a symphony,or a dictionary, or even a letter to an old friend,full of remembrance and comfort. Not one can manage a single sound though the blue jays carp and whistle all day in the branches, without the push of the wind. 但是说实话，没过多久，我就感到软弱，渴望它们覆盖着青苔的粗大躯干。 　　 而你不能阻止我进入树林，进入他们厚实的肩膀，进入他们亮闪闪的绿头发。 Today is a day like any other: twenty-four hours, a little sunshine, a little rain. Listen, says ambition, nervously shifting her weight from one boot to another -- why dont you get going? For there I am, in the mossy shadows, under the trees. And to tell the truth I dont want to let go of the wrists of idleness, I dont want to sell my life for money,I dont even want to come in out of the rain. 今天和其他日子相似：二十四小时， 一点阳光，一点雨。 　　 Thank You