雨?-?雷蒙德·卡佛

下雨了,下雨使人感觉孤独。雨的声音大起来,人的声音渐轻。宇宙膨胀了,事物之间的距离变得无比遥远。原来我一直是一个人:离过去很近,离未来很远。当你身处其中,它漫长无际;当你蓦然回首,它匆匆一瞬。那就这样吧,慢慢地来,好好地去。

下雨,使人感觉孤独。雨之印记,多了洗尽铅华的瞬间,少了浮躁不安的刹那。

Woke up this morning with

早晨醒来时

a terrific urge to lie in bed all day

特别想在床上躺一整天,

and read. Fought against it for a minute.

读书。有一阵我想打消此念。

Then looked out the window at the rain.

后来我看着窗外的雨。

And gave over. Put myself entirely

不再勉强。把自己完全

in the keep of this rainy morning.

交给这个下雨的早晨。

Would I live my life over again?

我能否这辈子重新来过?

Make the same unforgivable mistakes?

还会犯下不可原谅的同样错误吗?

Yes, given half a chance. Yes.

会的,只要有半点机会,会的。