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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑 8 i! H0 ?( W8 ?* M* U
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我很喜欢这段朗诵了,但是自己学不来。朗诵和唱歌一样,不是会说话就行的。
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Funeral Blues , Z3 ~7 C- f/ A% ^4 f! E
6 Z- N: N. Z1 p. x4 x7 \& qStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
. M& l$ Y L; C! v) D8 q" DPrevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, 5 j* z7 B u: _2 \+ ]: I
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum " b, U, i* G7 r$ k: l
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. ( N* M7 I4 {* U( o% r$ E$ g
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Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead # o$ |6 R( { |; i3 m6 w5 C' ~4 `
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
$ |1 N8 q9 r" |; z7 b4 N! u: LPut crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
( S" M" v( v6 Q1 N. nLet the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. * t' W) d, M) b: z1 K) a
& c$ O* j! ` i. S# t9 f! b$ pHe was my North, my South, my East and West, 1 z& D& U8 l6 T* Y. {
My working week and my Sunday rest,
i! O8 N$ L. h7 P4 `; R- QMy noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; - G8 G8 y2 f6 L) H
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
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5 F, [; o5 L# ^- fThe stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
- k! G0 n' f! t K z8 \9 YPack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
6 P7 r. a: n5 I2 U# OPour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; + A- Y0 O0 z4 m H( e
For nothing now can ever come to any good. 0 ]. h$ V! \7 x" W* _" m) g% h
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