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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑 * L O8 K9 y4 s9 ?
: E, [4 A; D. F: ^+ i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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/ L+ g. F2 i, z1 L# z7 i9 aFuneral Blues
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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
, f( {& I' i6 c# X, UPrevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, 9 p4 ]# G/ M% C* z# f; c( a1 Z
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
, C" c8 |) O0 D5 F+ xBring out the coffin, let the mourners come. 9 m! O. M/ o3 {
8 m3 @5 k0 y. f v( HLet aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
9 F/ Y+ p" F0 P7 ?6 DScribbling on the sky the message He is Dead. ; x0 s# x, [7 h9 y8 E3 a, S7 G5 W
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
$ k. X, O. f4 n; O( k( D. i/ HLet the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
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3 \5 s8 L" l/ P: g# E6 S' q/ oHe was my North, my South, my East and West,
" c3 f. t0 r- s) R: I8 lMy working week and my Sunday rest,
' g- M" a0 f. o, c2 U* aMy noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
: m8 q+ h; W! @- R$ d0 UI thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. $ }* w6 O! `' Z, t5 m
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The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, 3 x& o3 i1 h s; w9 k4 w! ?* K
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, : C4 H4 D( u4 j/ w3 f% o
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
5 n; e+ ]& O4 y+ _% IFor nothing now can ever come to any good. 2 v) i( e5 \* ~9 N# V5 N. T7 x
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