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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑
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" T$ t/ U9 g% G) y6 b* N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。$ Y: s/ k3 S* I. _$ C
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Funeral Blues 8 _% N3 u# w4 K: \4 F; O" ]6 \
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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
+ k, ^, B1 d, i, v& l2 fPrevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, ; V; x4 ^, l, _/ W
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
8 e0 U5 O% x' P- l5 E1 ?Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. $ _/ n/ F- V' ?8 ~, {
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Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead 3 t' w( Q. Y0 _# [- W
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead. 4 Q6 s3 u7 _7 U* g/ I; ^3 o
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
' `8 f( }- w+ D* r/ [6 ?# Y+ D# bLet the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
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He was my North, my South, my East and West, & v: H) u! v. q5 E
My working week and my Sunday rest, ' y) q) B* N; S/ v( q" T
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
1 O& u/ ?' I dI thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. 4 n6 ^. Q& o" ?2 T# ?; ?& n
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The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
# z* X+ A6 ]9 ^( N+ uPack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
5 g% q0 E B( }; x+ fPour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
$ I6 d) v8 y' B$ `For nothing now can ever come to any good. . ^' F1 C& s) m" ~
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