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* x4 U7 ]% }2 h& m" J& c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。% t4 \4 M6 G- ?: a$ _
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1 Y) G1 H' i4 p) C$ JFuneral Blues
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! D' }4 Y8 v/ R0 }2 n$ `2 U# k* wStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
3 J5 W' F$ N8 ]5 j% {: vPrevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
3 x' `9 z$ i- ~/ y+ L# Y; ~Silence the pianos and with muffled drum 6 [8 _7 Z2 d1 D# n8 T* \" I
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
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Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead * G2 Z9 N* g1 M( ?/ b' _+ O5 }
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
. F) I( F2 g9 qPut crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
# _0 o7 w3 a4 e% }Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. . J; l+ A) c0 N
: `+ U" b1 Q9 U: E" I6 k1 VHe was my North, my South, my East and West, 6 |; s @1 c- m# N. N1 H" v
My working week and my Sunday rest,
( M- m. g0 v9 K4 E+ o# h/ DMy noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
1 A5 U# e5 d; d* AI thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. # h+ B3 [% D0 D; B0 L( K
+ |2 U% K6 n. Q' n" wThe stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
; ~" V Y) |5 U1 A, _' }% NPack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
/ F2 {+ Y' u" H3 S5 u9 e3 J" @Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
. X' y# X: {' x: ^For nothing now can ever come to any good.
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