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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑
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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。% j* I" f `0 d9 u3 {6 B* t8 g/ i
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$ N- t4 M+ V5 zFuneral Blues
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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
5 d# ?( J) v; ^$ cPrevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
, N- r$ t- B3 o) v/ CSilence the pianos and with muffled drum
# m, d6 V4 N- w: u7 H: nBring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
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; v; n/ e) _' ILet aeroplanes circle moaning overhead * ~3 c. z$ w) P: @6 S- T
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead. ' ~' P* c& N) [! D
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, & I @/ o: B( }3 T, S) v) R# N
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
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9 b6 S3 ^$ W% a8 s0 CHe was my North, my South, my East and West, 2 I/ \/ |$ \% [' e0 a8 U, ^
My working week and my Sunday rest, / {9 l9 `7 P. Z- @. t6 v, ^0 }
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; ! m$ G! O% A0 }
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. $ b: j* L; u9 e- O
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The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, % q5 @) E. b: V! t4 D, [. ?$ d7 \1 R
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
% n) v. U% S: M; yPour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; L& z! `, T% i" w3 ^' J# _: B
For nothing now can ever come to any good. . v! a; v/ |- [$ n
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