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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑 ) }6 F% b. k, N3 J- \* D: w. \
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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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. b0 e# o1 P% u' Y( ZFuneral Blues % P6 S5 j4 j+ p4 {# `
; Q7 f* [% c' i+ l8 J. r9 m$ bStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, 0 x i5 Y1 k7 f% g; u3 h7 m
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
7 F0 T ~/ A" T" m) `; Q8 tSilence the pianos and with muffled drum . B$ m9 `# I7 Z: i
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. 1 ? P0 C) i& w) h& q9 X! d
4 m0 _8 l B, Y0 aLet aeroplanes circle moaning overhead 1 I4 N* m* j W" W
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
% D4 j4 e H; W( N1 l+ aPut crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, 0 ?: H& D% q' E
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. ! |: j: s+ y5 F5 K6 ^, J
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He was my North, my South, my East and West, 5 h8 h4 b7 b0 N7 Y; R5 f9 Z) Q
My working week and my Sunday rest,
2 z7 t6 \! _0 O6 Y" ~# b% T. N# i( S! TMy noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; - Z; N# ^) p0 ~- [* F7 }
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
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The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, & s; e1 o4 ]4 Z$ S- Z
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, % P6 ^+ H# M+ @/ ]6 m, X3 o
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; 0 k* O6 P1 Z* `& V
For nothing now can ever come to any good. + E) @5 }6 u$ N9 b' W0 j2 n4 D
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