感人的短篇小故事
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发布时间：2022-04-23 18:15
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时间：2022-05-23 13:18
编译：苍苍蒹葭
在比尔非常年轻的时候，他们曾经深深相恋。那时，他们常在一起散步、聊天，度过了许多甜蜜美好的夜晚。但是，后来，他们却因为一些没什么大不了的小事闹僵了，直至互不理睬。一气之下，她毅然嫁给了一位她自认为自己喜欢的人。于是，带着满腔的痛苦和憎恨，比尔离开了。
然而就在昨天，当她正穿过华盛顿广场的时候，她却看见了他。自从他们分手以来的这么多年里，这是她第一次遇见他。
“比尔·沃克。”她简直不敢相信自己的眼睛，情不自禁地喊道。
听到喊声，他收住了脚步，转过头，满脸疑惑地看着她。显然，他并没有立刻认出她来。但那只是一瞬，很快他就认出她来了，并且，那一脸的疑惑也变成了一脸的惊讶，对他来说，她看起来实在是太老了。
“玛丽！是你！你怎么会在这儿？”
她下意识地仰起脸，好像是在等待着他的亲吻似的。但是，他却礼节性地伸出了手。她只好也伸出手和他握了握。
“我现在住在纽约，”她说。
“哦——”他礼貌地微笑着，但是，随即，他却微微皱了皱眉头，一丝忧虑掠过他的眉间。
“我一直都在想你现在怎么样了，比尔。”
“我现在是律师，事务所就在纽约市中心，在纽约还颇有些名气呢。”
“你结婚了吗？”
“哦，当然，都有两个小孩了。”
“噢，”她轻轻地说，似乎有无限的失望。
有许多人穿过停车场，从他们的身边经过。他们不认识那些人。此刻，夕阳西下，已经快到黄昏了，天气非常寒冷。
“你先生怎么样？”他问道。
“我们有三个孩子，我现在在哥伦比亚大学的财务室工作。”
“你看起来非常……非常……好，”他说。他本想说“老”的，但是，话到嘴边又咽了回去。
她知道他想说的是什么。此刻，在华盛顿广场上的树阴下，她拼命地回忆着过去的往事。往事仿佛电影一般，一幕幕地涌现在她的脑海里。那时，他们住在俄亥俄州。她的年龄本来就比他大，如今，她早已经青春不再了，而比尔却仍旧年轻。
“我住在*公园的西面。”她说，“有空的话请一定要过来玩玩。”
“我会的。”他答道，“也请你和你的先生在方便的时候一定要到我们家来一起吃晚饭，哪天晚上都行。露西和我都欢迎你们来。”
这时，有几片枯黄的树叶正从广场上的树木上慢悠悠地飘落下来，无声无息。面对着秋日的黄昏，她感到有些难过。
“我们也非常乐意来。”她回答说。
“哦，你真应该来看看我的孩子。”他咧开嘴，笑着说。
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.
“Oh” — smiling politely. Then a little frown came quickly between his eyes.
“Always wondered what happened to you, Bill.”
“I’m a lawyer. Nice firm, way downtown.”
“Married yet?”
“Sure. Two kids.”
“Oh,” she said.
A great many people went past them through the park. People they didn’t know. It was late afternoon. Nearly sunset. Cold.
“And your husband?” he asked her.
“We have three children. I work in the bursar’s office at Columbia.”
“You’re looking very . . .” (he wanted to say old) “. . . well,” he said.
She understood. Under the trees in Washington Square, she found herself desperately reaching back into the past. She had been older than he then in Ohio. Now she was not young at all. Bill was still young.
“We live on Central Park West,” she said. “Come and see us sometime.”
“Sure,” he replied. “You and your husband must have dinner with my family some night. Any night. Lucille and I’d love to have you.”
The leaves fell slowly from the trees in the Square. Fell without wind. Autumn sk. She felt a little sick.
“We’d love it,” she answered.
“You ought to see my kids.” He grinned.
Suddenly the lights came on up the whole length of Fifth Avenue, chains of misty brilliance in the blue air.
“There’s my bus,” she said.
He held out his hand. “Good-bye.”
“When . . .” she wanted to say, but the bus was ready to pull off. The lights on the avenue blurred, twinkled, blurred. And she was afraid to open her mouth as she entered the bus. Afraid it would be impossible to utter a word.
Suddenly she shrieked very loudly. “Good-bye!” But the bus door had closed.
The bus started. People came between them outside, people crossing the street, people they didn’t know. Space and people. She lost sight of Bill. Then she remembered she had forgotten to give him her address — or to ask him for his — or tell him that her youngest boy was named Bill too.
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时间：2022-05-23 14:36
他叫王楠，鸡泽(河北邯郸）人氏，玉树临风、英俊潇洒。可惜天生是个哑巴，虽然能听懂别人的话，却说不出自己的感受，他们是邻居，她一直喊他哥哥。
他真像个哥哥，在绿色春光里陪她静待花开，在炎炎夏日里陪她雨中散步，秋风冰冰时他们在一样的月光下打开自己放飞理想，飞雪的冬日里他含笑听她叽叽喳喳地讲绝泪般的红叶传说。但在这些幻影流年里他只能用手势和她交谈，可她能读懂他的每一个眼神，从哥哥注视她的目光里，她知道他是多么得喜欢自己。
后来，她考上了大学，他便开始拼命地挣钱，然后源源不断地寄给她，她从没拒绝。终于她毕业了，终于找到了工作，然后，在一个应该恋爱的季节里她坚决地对他说：“王楠，我要嫁给你！”
他在孤独中奔跑掉了，再也不肯见她，无论她怎样哀求。她这样说过：“你以为我同情你吗？想报答你吗？我没有学会背叛我的思念，在我十五岁时我就爱上你了。我希望我们可以有一个像雪一样的爱情。与你牵手风雨同行是我最大的心愿。”可是，她得不到他的回答。他像风无翼一样永远的消失了。
在一个落单的夏天，她突然住进了医院。他听说了，他吓坏了，跑去看她，医生说，她喉咙里长了一个瘤，虽然切除了，却破坏了声带，可能再也讲不了话了，病床上，她藏起角落里的痛含着珍珠的眼泪婆娑地注视着他。
他们终于又一次牵手了，她终于盼来了自己的红叶传说，得到了自己的蓝色之吻。后来，他们结婚了，很多年以来，没有人听他们讲过一句话，他们用心去爱，用手、用笔、用眼神交谈，分享着彼此的喜悦和悲伤。他们成了相恋男女羡慕的对象。人们常说，那是一对多么幸福的哑夫妻啊！
可是雪一样的爱情也阻挡不了死神的降临，他终于撇下她一个人先走了，他的死像曼佗罗的刺一样扎进了她那冰雪火焰般的心。人们怕她经受不住失去爱侣的打击来安慰她。这时，她收回注视他遗像的呆滞目光，突然开口说话：“爱人已逝，谎言也该揭穿了。”
