去年的树|The Tree from Last Year
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原著作者|新美南吉
- A tree stood alone on a small hill
- A little bird flew down and landed on the tree
- "Hello there, tree", the bird said
- "Hello there, bird", the tree said, swaying its branches gently
- Every day, the bird came to the tree and sang
- The tree listened to the bird sing
- The wind blew, and the leaves rustled
- Sunlight fell, and shadows danced on the ground
- They were together, and they were happy
- Winter came
- The north wind blew, and the bird's body shivered with cold
- "Tree, I must fly south", the bird said
- "Go, go ahead", the tree said gently, "come back next spring and sing for me again"
- "I will definitely come", the bird said
- The bird flapped its wings and flew away
- The tree watched the bird go, getting smaller and smaller
- One by one, the leaves fell from the tree
- When the last leaf fell, the tree was bare
- The tree waited quietly
- It waited, and waited
- Snow fell, covering the tree's body
- The snow melted, and the wind grew gentle
- Grass poked its head out from the ground, and flowers bloomed
- Spring came
- The bird flew back
- But the tree was gone
- Only the stump remained, standing there all alone
- "Tree— tree—", the bird called loudly
- No one answered
- The bird flew around the stump once
- And then once more
- Not a single leaf on the stump
- The bird looked down and saw the rings in the stump
- The rings went around and around, as if saying
- "I'm here, I'm here"
- But the bird could not find the tree
- The bird flew toward the village
- In the village, smoke rose from chimneys
- In front of a window of one house, a lamp burned
- The lamp was small, its flame flickering
- The bird landed on the windowsill
- The lamp burned quietly
- The bird recognized it
- It was the tree's fire
- The bird sang softly to the lamp
- "The tree from last year, came back this year to sing"
- The lamp flickered gently
- As if to say, "I heard you"
- The bird finished singing
- And the lamp quietly went out
- The bird stood quietly on the windowsill
- Then the bird flew away
- The moon rose, shining over the village
- The bird flew toward the distance
- In the distance, there were new trees, new spring