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荷塘月色*(TheLotusPoolByMoonlight)Thelastfewdayshavefoundmeveryrestless.ThiseveningasIsatintheyardtoenjoythecool,itstruckmehowdifferentthelotuspoolIpasseverydaymustlookunderafullmoon.Themoonwassailinghigherandhigheruptheheavens,thesoundofchildishlaughterhaddiedawayfromthelanebeyondourwall,andmywifewasinthehousepattingJunerandhummingalullabytohim.Iquietlyslippedonalonggown,andwalkedoutleavingthedooronthelatch.这几天心里颇不宁静。今晚在院子里坐着乘凉，忽然想起日日走过的荷塘，在这满月的光里，总该另有一番样子吧。月亮渐渐地升高了，墙外马路上孩子们的欢笑，已经听不见了；妻在屋里拍着闰儿，迷迷糊糊地哼着眠歌。我悄悄地披了大衫，带上门出去。Acinder-pathwindsalongbythesideofthepool.Itisoffthebeatentrackandfewpassthiswayevenbyday,soatnightitisstillmorequiet.Treesgrowthickandboskyallaroundthepool,withwillowsandothertreesIcannotnamebythepath.Onnightswhenthereisnomoonthetrackisalmostterrifyinglydark,buttonightitwasquiteclear,thoughthemoonlightwaspale.沿着荷塘，是一条曲折的小煤屑路。这是一条幽僻的路；白天也少人走，夜晚更加寂寞。荷塘四面，长着许多树，蓊蓊郁郁的。路的一旁，是些杨柳，和一些不知道名字的树。没有月光的晚上，这路上阴森森的，有些怕人。今晚却很好，虽然月光也还是淡淡的。Strollingalonedownthepath,handsbehindmyback,IfeltasifthewholeearthandskyweremineandIhadsteppedoutsidemyusualselfintoanotherworld.Ilikebothexcitementandstillness,underthefullmoon,IcouldthinkofwhateverIpleasedorofnothingatall,andthatgavemeasenseoffreedom.Alldaytimedutiescouldbedisregarded.Thatwastheadvantageofsolitude:Icouldsavourtothefullthatexpanseoffragrantlotusandthemoonlight.*朱自清第1页共4页路上只我一个人，背着手踱着。这一片天地好像是我的；我也像超出了平常的自己，到了另一世界里。我爱热闹，也爱冷静；爱群居，也爱独处。像今晚上，一个人在这苍茫的月下，什么都可以想，什么都可以不想，便觉是个自由的人。白天里一定要做的事，一定要说的话，现在都可不理。这是独处的妙处，我且受用这无边的荷香月色好了。Asfaraseyecouldsee,thepoolwithitswindingmarginwascoveredwithtrimleaves,whichrosehighoutofthewaterliketheflaredskirtsofdancinggirls.Andstarringthesetiersofleaveswerewhitelotusflowers,alluringlyopenorbashfullyinbud,likeglimmeringpearls,starsinanazuresky,orbeautiesfreshfromthebath.Thebreezecarriedpastgustsoffragrance,likethestrainsofasongfaintlyheardfromafar-offtower.Andleavesandblossomstrembledslightly,whileinaflashthescentwascarriedaway.Asthecloselyserriedleavesbent,atideofopaqueemeraldcouldbeglimpsed.Thatwasthesoftlyrunningwaterbeneath,hiddenfromsight,itscolourinvisible,thoughtheleaveslookedmoregracefulthanever.曲曲折折的荷塘上面，弥望的是田田的叶子。叶子出水很高，像亭亭的舞女的裙。层层的叶子中间，零星地点缀着些白花，有袅娜地开着的，有羞涩地打着朵儿的；正如一粒粒的明珠，又如碧天里的星星，又如刚出浴的美人。微风过处，送来缕缕清香，仿佛远处高楼上渺茫的歌声似的。这时候叶子与花也有一丝的颤动，像闪电般，霎时传过荷塘的那边去了。叶子本是肩并肩密密地挨着，这便宛然有了一道凝碧的波痕。叶子底下是脉脉的流水，遮住了，不能见一些颜色；而叶子却更见风致了。Moonlightcascadedlikewateroverthelotusleavesandflowers,andalightbluemistfloatingupfromthepoolmadethemseemwashedinmilkorcaughtinagauzydream.Thoughthemoonwasfull,afilmofpalecloudsintheskywouldnotallowitsraystoshinethroughbrightly;butIfeltthiswasalltothegood-thoughrefreshingsleepisindispensable,shortnapshaveacharmalltheirown.Asthemoonshonefrombehindthem,thedensetreesonthehillsthrewcheckeredshadow...