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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑
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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。. Y! F7 d+ F1 f( }% U6 k
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) g0 t3 r8 U* X1 |; J1 WFuneral Blues
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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, ; P9 V3 v; g, i9 {( R
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
6 }: B: E* w# t+ a' iSilence the pianos and with muffled drum 2 y1 d! ^( `$ J
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. $ d& p9 l$ j2 ]4 F% q7 |; u
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Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead - v4 z+ O6 S' S% N
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
! ~' l# o9 F& d" L7 Q0 ]: Z3 KPut crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
( b* J0 P y" p) C/ c/ s- SLet the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
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- d1 L( ~8 @6 Q0 Q# @ |He was my North, my South, my East and West,
; a+ [6 Y; o( S7 s# O8 p8 q0 AMy working week and my Sunday rest,
7 [. d# X- O: ^3 [0 a2 d% q/ e' \My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
# R- b" s7 w+ V3 S! ^I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. ' l# g9 ]4 _& n5 I! U- p9 u
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The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
" E* m1 ^: k$ ePack up the moon and dismantle the sun, , O: p: A/ z+ e6 g
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
0 j8 f3 K* n4 N& V- i+ k. WFor nothing now can ever come to any good. 2 R9 _8 c. ~# d3 ^3 B* M
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W.H. Auden |
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