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然而,就在这时,整个第五大道突然华灯齐放,在蓝色的暮霭中仿佛两条朦胧的光链."哦,我的公共汽车到了."她说.他连忙伸出手,说:"再见.""什么时候……"她还想再说些什么,但是,汽车... 然而,就在这时,整个第五大道突然华灯齐放,在蓝色的暮霭中仿佛两条朦胧的光链.
"哦,我的公共汽车到了."她说.
他连忙伸出手,说:"再见."
"什么时候……"她还想再说些什么,但是,汽车马上就要开了,她不得不上车了.顿时,她只觉得那明亮的街灯模糊了,闪闪烁烁,朦朦胧胧.而她上车的时候,连嘴都不敢张,她害怕她忍不住会说出那些话来,那样的话,她会更加难以忍受.
然而,当车门"砰"地一声关上的时候,她却突然高声尖叫道:"再见!"
终于,汽车开动了.车门外,如织的行人从他们之间走过,往来于街道的两边,川流不息.对他们来说,那都是些陌生人.
汽车越行越远,他们之间的距离也越来越大.终于,比尔消失在她的视线外,消失在茫茫的人海中.这时,她才猛地想起她竟然忘了告诉他她的住址,也忘了问他的住址,还忘了告诉他,她最小的孩子也叫比尔……
EARLY AUTUMN-- By Langston Hughes
When Bill was very young, they had been in love. Many nights they had spent walking, talking together. Then something not very important had come between them, and they didn't speak. Impulsively, she had married a man she thought she loved. Bill went away, bitter about women.
Yesterday, walking
across Washington Square, she saw him for the first time in years.
"Bill Walker," she said.
He stopped. At first he did not recognize her, to him she looked so old.
"Mary! Where did you come from?"
Unconsciously, she lifted her face as though wanting a kiss, but he held out his hand. She took it.
"I live in New York now," she said.
