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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑 ) b* o$ z5 W0 ]0 X& C1 \4 ?
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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。! q$ U( b+ c. T; P
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. i4 W, R. `% K; c- a8 ?; qFuneral Blues 2 P6 C r: ~' X. B
+ X8 J) Y9 J8 i sStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
" I0 B( q# n* v( }Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
; l: K3 v" y2 xSilence the pianos and with muffled drum
8 L5 u0 `) S4 z5 N SBring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
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- l8 `7 X. C K- i/ FLet aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
& t# l$ ]6 C! H+ tScribbling on the sky the message He is Dead. " [, R- V. S, x. [: b: |, I
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
q7 t9 b5 b( NLet the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
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+ ]! p/ U' |' \1 p2 N5 q% BHe was my North, my South, my East and West, 6 K1 l; T% x/ m! g4 R" W( i
My working week and my Sunday rest, 0 q9 _% h& m( B/ e9 @) ?" t( I
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; - y4 z, a1 d$ j' v- L1 ~* p1 M6 K
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. # V9 c+ b+ V' I7 _; `9 l4 e
& q6 M5 T, k$ {& {& J# c7 v6 f# wThe stars are not wanted now; put out every one, * c+ f O7 [0 U) `
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, 5 r/ m6 u/ E, C- M
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
3 k% G5 e, s& r! C6 o0 WFor nothing now can ever come to any good. ( e6 N ?7 J9 h, w, U0 \" a" n7 z
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