Hiroshima广岛--课文翻译
Hiroshima! Everybody off! ‖ That must be what the man in the Japane stationmaster's uniform shouted,猪肚鸡怎么做
as the fastest train in the world slipped to a stop in Hiroshima Station. I did not understand what he was saying. First of all, becau he was shouting in Japane. And condly, becau I had a lump in my throat and a lot of sad thoughts on my mind that had little to do with anything a Nippon railways official might say. The very act of stepping on this soil, in breathing this air of Hiroshima, was for me a far greater adventure than any trip or any reportorial assignment I'd previously taken. Was I not at the scene of the crime?―广岛到了!大家请下车!‖当世界上最快的高速列车减速驶进广岛车站并渐渐停稳时，那位身着日本火车站站长制服的男人口中喊出的一定是这样的话。我其实并没有听懂他在说些什么，一是因为他是用日语喊的，其次，则是因为我
当时心情沉重，喉咙哽噎，忧思万缕，几乎顾不上去管那日本铁路官员说些什么。踏上这块土地，呼吸着广岛的空气，对我来说这行动本身已是一套令人激动的经历，其意义远远超过我以往所进行的任何一
次旅行或采访活动。难道我不就是在犯罪现场吗?
The Japane crowd did not appear to have the same preoccupations that I had. From the sidewalk outside the station, things emed mu ch the same as in other Japane cities. Little girls and elderly ladies
in kimonos rubbed shoulders with teenagers and women in western dress. Serious looking men spoke to one another as if they were obli vious of the crowds about them, and bobbed up and down re-heatedl y in little bows, as they exchanged the ritual formula of gratitude and respect: "Tomo aligato gozayimas." Oth ers were using little red
telephones that hung on the facades of grocery stores and to bacco shops. 这儿的日本人看来倒没有我这样的忧伤情绪。从车站
外的人行道上看去，这儿的一切似乎都与日本其他城市没什么两样。
身着和嘏的小姑娘和上了年纪的太太与西装打扮的少年和妇女摩肩接豫；神情严肃的男人们对周围的人群似乎视而不见，只顾着相互交淡，并不停地点头弯腰，互致问候：―多么
阿里伽多戈扎伊马嘶。‖还有
人在使用杂货铺和烟草店门前挂着的小巧的红色电话通话。 "Hi! Hi! " said the cab driver, who door popped open at the very sig
ht of a traveler. "Hi", or something that sounds very much li ke it, means "yes". "Can you take me to City Hall?" He grinne
d at m
e in the rear-view mirror and repeated "Hi!" "Hi! ‘ We
t off at top speed through the narrow streets of Hiroshima. The tall buildings of the martyred city flashed by as we lur ched from side to side in respon to the driver's sharp twis
ts of the wheel. ―嗨! 嗨!‖出租汽车司机一看见旅客，就砰地打
开车门，这样打着招呼。―嗨‖，或者某个发音近似―嗨‖的什么词，意思是―对‖或―是‖。
―能送我到市政厅吗?‖司机对着后视镜冲
我一笑，又连声―嗨!‖―嗨!‖出租车穿过广岛市区狭窄的街巷全
速奔驰，我们的身子随着司机手中方向盘的一次次急转而前俯后仰，
东倒西歪。与此同时，这座曾惨遭劫难的城市的高楼大厦则一座座地
从我们身边飞掠而过。 Just as I was beginning to find the ride
long, the taxi screeched to a halt, and the driver got out a nd went over to a policeman to ask the way. As in Tokyo, taxi
drivers in Hiroshima often know little of their city, but to
avoid loss of face before foreigners, will not admit their小说作文
i gnorance, and will accept any destination without concern for
how long it may take them to find it. 正当我开始觉得路程太长时，汽车嘎地一声停了下来，司机下车去向警察问路。就像东京的情
形一样，广岛的出租车司机对他们所在的城市往往不太熟悉，但因为
怕在外国人面前丢脸，却又从不肯承认这一点。无论乘客指定的目的
地在哪里，他们都毫不犹豫地应承下来，根本不考虑自己要花多长时
间才能找到目的地。 At last this intermezzo came to an end, an
d I found mylf in front of th
e gigantic City Hall. The ushe
r bowed deeply and heaved a long, almost musical sigh, when I
showed him the invitation which the mayor had nt me in res pon to my request for an interview. "That is not here, sir, " he said in English. "The mayor expects you tonight for dinn
er with other foreigners or, the restaurant boat. See? This i
s where it is.‖ He sketched a little map for me on the back
of my invitation. 这段小插曲后来终于结束了，我也就不知不觉地
突然来到了宏伟的市政厅大楼前。当我出示了市长应我的采访要求而
发送的请柬后，市政厅接待人员向我深深地鞠了一躬，然后声调悠扬
地长叹了一口气。―不是这儿，先生，‖他用英语说道。―市长邀请
您今天晚上同其他外宾一起在水上餐厅赴宴。您看，就是这儿。‖他
边说边为我在请柬背面勾划出了一张简略的示意图。 Thanks to his map, I was able to find a taxi driver who could take me strai ght to the canal embankment, where a sort of barge with a roo
f like one on a Japane hou was moored. The Japane build
their traditional hous on boats when land becomes too expe
nsive. The rather arresting spectacle of little old Japan adr
ift adrift amid beige concrete skyscrapers is the very symbol
of the incessant struggle between the kimono and the miniski rt. 幸亏有了他画的图，我才找到一辆出租车把我直接送到了运河堤岸，那儿停泊着一艘顶篷颇像一般日本房屋屋顶的大游艇。由于地价
过于昂贵，日本人便把传统日本式房屋建到了船上。漂浮在水面上的
旧式日本小屋夹在一座座灰黄色摩天大楼之间，这一引人注目的景观
正象征着和服与超短裙之间持续不断的斗争。 At the door to the r estaurant, a stunning, porcelain-faced woman in traditional c ostume asked me to remove my shoes. This done, I entered one
of the low-ceilinged rooms of the little floating hou, trea ding cautiously on the soft matting and experiencing a twinge
