5 The Sounds of England
The sounds of England, the tinkle of the hammer on the anvil in the country smithy, the corncrake on a dewy morning, the sound of the scythe against the whetstone, and the sight of a plough team coming over the brow of a hill, for centuries the one eternal sight of England. The wild anemones in the woods in April, the last load at night of hay being drawn down a lane as the twilight comes on, when you can scarcely distinguish the figures of the hors as they take it home to the farm, and above all, most subtle, most penetrating and most moving, the smell of wood smoke coming up in an autumn evening, the wood smoke that our ancestors, tens of thousands of years ago, must have caught on the air when they were coming home with the results of the day’s forage, when they were still nomads, and they were still roaming the forests and the plains of the continent of Europe. The things strike down into the very depths of our nature, and touch chords that with every year of our life sound a deeper note in our innermost being.
tinkle n. 叮叮当当的响声 v. 叮当作响
anvil n. 铁砧
smithy n. 铁铺
corncrake n. 秧鸡
dewy adj. 带露水的
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scythe n. 镰刀
whetstone n. 磨刀石
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eternal adj. 永恒的
anemone n. 野莲花
twilight n. 黎明
含兔字的成语scarcely adv. 几乎不
distinguish v. 辨认
subtle adj. 微妙的
penetrating adj. （指声音、喊声等）尖锐的
ancestor n. 祖先
forage n. 草料
nomad n. 游牧民
roam v. 徜徉
chord n. 弦
innermost 形容日出的诗句 adj. 内心最深处的
参考译文 英格兰之声
英格兰之声，是乡村铁匠铺里铁砧上锤子的叮当声，是露珠欲滴的清晨秧鸡的鸣啼声，是
磨刀石上镰刀的霍霍声，山梁上走过一队犁地的农夫，这是许多世纪里英格兰的永恒景象。四月里森林中野生的银莲花，黎明时分最后一趟满载夜草的车行进在小路上，那时你简直辩认不出马的身影，农夫们正赶着它驶向农庄。然而最微妙莫测 、沁人肺腑，动人心弦的还是秋日黄昏时分袅袅升起的柴烟的气味。远在几万年前，当我们的祖先作为游牧民还游历在欧洲大陆的森林和原野的时候，当他们带着一天收获来的草料回家的时候，他们肯定都看到过那木柴的清烟。这些东西深深地烙进了我们的性格，拨动着我 们的心弦，并伴随着我们的生命年复一年地从我们心灵的最深处发出一个益发深沉的和声。
Part Three Philosophy of Life
第三部分 哲理人生
6 The Hou of 1000 Mirrors
Long ago in a small, faraway village, there was a place known as the Hou of 1000 Mirrors. A small, happy little dog learned of this place and decided to visit. When he arrived, he bounced happily up the stairs to the doorway of the hou. He looked throug
橄榄油的食用方法h the doorway with his ears lifted high and his tail wagging as fast as it could. To his great surpri, he found himlf staring at 1000 other happy little dogs with their tails wagging just as fast as his. He smiled a great smile, and was answered with 1000 great smiles just as warm and friendly. As he left the Hou, he thought to himlf,“This is a wonderful place. I will come back and visit it often.”
In this same village, another little dog, who was not quite as happy as the first one, decided to visit the hou. He slowly climbed the stairs and hung his head low as he looked into the door. When he saw the 1000 unfriendly looking dogs staring back at him, he growled at them and was horrified to e 1000 little dogs growling back at him. As he left, he thought to himlf,“That is a horrible place, and I will never go back there again.” 闵子骞简介
All the faces in the world are mirrors. What kinds of reflections do you e in the faces of the people you meet?
bounce v. 跳跃
doorway n. 门口
wag v. 摇摆
growl v. 蒜蓉辣椒酱的做法咆哮
horrify v. 恐吓
reflection n. 反射
参考译文搁浅周杰伦歌词 千镜之屋
很久以前的一个很远的小村庄里，有一个以“千镜屋”而著名的地方。一只乐观的小狗听说了这个地方并决定去参观。当来到这个地方，他蹦蹦跳跳地上了台阶，来到房门口，高高地竖起耳朵，欢快地摇着尾巴，从门口往里张望，他惊奇地看到有1000只欢乐的小狗像他一样快地摇尾巴。他灿烂地微笑着，回报他的是1000张热情，友好的灿烂笑脸。离开时他心想：“这是一个精彩的地方，我一定要经常来参观。”
在这个村里还有另一只想参观“千镜屋”的小狗，他不及第一只小狗乐观，他慢吞吞地爬上
台阶，然后耷拉着脑袋往屋子里看。一看到有1000只小狗不友好地盯着他，他便开始冲他们狂吠，镜中的1000只小狗也冲着他狂吠，把他给吓坏了，他在离开时心想：“这是一个恐怖的地方，我再也不会来了。”
世界上所有的脸都是镜子，在你所遇见的人的脸上你看到反射出来的是什么?
7 The Smile
I was sure that I was to be killed. I became terribly nervous. I [1] fumbled in my pockets to e if there were any cigarettes, which had [2] escaped their arch. I found one and becau of my shaking hands, I could barely get it to my lips. But I had no matches , they had taken tho. I looked through the bars at my jailer. He did not make eye contact with me. I called out to him “Have you got a light?” He looked at me, [3]shrugged and came over to light my cigarette. As he came clo and lit the match, his eyes inadvertently locked with mine. At that moment, I smiled. In that instant, it was as though a spark jumped across the gap between our two hearts, our two human souls. I know he didn’t want to, but my smile leaped through the bars and generated a smile on his lips, too. He
lit my cigarette but stayed near, looking at me directly in the eyes and continuing to smile.
“Do you have kids?” he asked. “Yes, here, here.” I took out my wallet and nervously fumbled for the pictures of my family. He, too, took out the pictures of his family and began to talk about his plans and hopes for them. My eyes filled with tears. I said that I feared that I’d never e my family again, never have the chance to e them grow up. Tears came to his eyes, too. Suddenly, without another word, he unlocked my cell and silently led me out. Out of the jail, quietly and by back routes, out of the town. There, at the edge of town, he relead me. And without another word, he turned back toward the town.
My life was saved by a smile. Yes, the smile―the unaffected, unplanned, natural connection between people. I really believe that if that part of you and that part of me could recognize each other, we wouldn’t be enemies. We couldn’t have hate or envy or fear.
