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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑
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. ^/ t1 s2 j6 G- g- t" m' @我很喜欢这段朗诵了,但是自己学不来。朗诵和唱歌一样,不是会说话就行的。5 h" i: F+ S, W+ N
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! l& a& J, o0 X5 p" JFuneral Blues
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) \# L4 r7 _3 SStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
& y9 K1 @" L, k; k; Q$ K PPrevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, 3 j6 }9 ]- M# |8 }2 }+ l4 E1 V3 ?% S, p
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
3 g4 x5 o; M& o6 w; u8 @Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
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- m+ ?( a; L* O. d6 Y2 ELet aeroplanes circle moaning overhead $ O% V- e. T) m$ w( \. ~+ R" Q
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
3 ~: B+ y4 F5 Y2 ]1 i8 t) s; OPut crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, 2 `2 T; X- x U/ |0 h
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
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4 n9 }5 G5 n; H. D' ^ CHe was my North, my South, my East and West, 0 r3 Q: U$ e. R% U
My working week and my Sunday rest,
# g$ ?# d k! e( nMy noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; , B8 x2 g" h+ M, ^
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
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The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, s; z3 [8 U/ U/ m3 q/ B
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, C) o M4 \1 q9 H+ V* [! M
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
6 t# s$ x, J" z. ^For nothing now can ever come to any good.
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W.H. Auden |
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