生 Life

生Life

我底生活好像一棵龍舌蘭，一葉一葉，慢慢地長起來．某一片葉在一個時期曾My life is rather like an agave — leaf by leaf, it grows slowly upward. Some leaf, at some time,

我底生活好像一棵龙舌兰，一叶一叶，慢慢地长起来．某一片叶在一个时期曾

被那美麗的昆蟲做過巢穴；was once made a nest by beautiful insects;某一片葉曾被小鳥們歇在上頭歌唱過．現在那些葉子some leaf was once perched on by little birds who sang there. Now those leaves

被那美丽的昆虫做过巢穴；某一片叶曾被小鸟们歇在上头歌唱过．现在那些叶子

都落掉了！have all fallen away!只有瘢楞的痕迹留在榦上．人也忘了某葉某葉曾經顯過底樣子；Only scarred marks remain on the stalk. People, too, have forgotten what shape this leaf or that leaf once wore;那些葉those leaves —

都落掉了！只有瘢楞的痕迹留在干上．人也忘了某叶某叶曾经显过底样子；那些叶

子曾經歷過底事迹惟有龍舌蘭自己可以記憶得來，可是他不能說給別人知道．the story of what they once lived through only the agave itself can remember, but it cannot tell it to others.

子曾经历过底事迹惟有龙舌兰自己可以记忆得来，可是他不能说给别人知道．

我底生活好像我手裏這管笛子．他在竹林裏長着底時候，許多好鳥歌唱給他My life is rather like this flute here in my hand. While it was growing in the bamboo grove, many fine birds sang to it

我底生活好像我手里这管笛子．他在竹林里长着底时候，许多好鸟歌唱给他

聽；for it to hear;許多猛獸長嘯給他聽；many fierce beasts roared long calls for it to hear;甚至天中底風雨雷電都不時敎給他發音底方法．even the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning of the sky taught it, now and again, the ways of making sound.

听；许多猛兽长啸给他听；甚至天中底风雨雷电都不时教给他发音底方法．

他長大了，一切敎師所敎底都納入他底記憶裏．然而他身中仍是空空洞洞It grew up, and all that every teacher had taught it was gathered into its memory. And yet within itself it remained hollow and empty

他长大了，一切教师所教底都纳入他底记忆里．然而他身中仍是空空洞洞

，沒有什麽．, nothing there at all.

，没有什么．

做樂器者把他截下來，開幾個氣孔，擱在脣邊一次，他從前學底都吐露出來了．Then the instrument-maker cut it down, opened a few finger-holes in it, and the moment it was set to the lips, everything it had learned before came pouring out.

做乐器者把他截下来，开几个气孔，搁在唇边一次，他从前学底都吐露出来了．