Smile笑

冰心　蔡力堅(jiān)/譯

The rain finally petered out. A ray of light quietly made its way through the curtain into my room. Opening the window， I found myself screaming “Wow！” Dark clouds had disappeared into the distance. Raindrops glittered on tree leaves in the moonlight like thousands of twinkling fireflies. I was mesmerized. It was something you didnt expect to see after a long， dreary， rainy day.

雨聲漸漸地住了，窗簾后隱隱地透進(jìn)清光來(lái)。推開(kāi)窗戶(hù)一看，呀！涼云散了，樹(shù)葉上的殘滴，映著月兒，好似熒光千點(diǎn)，閃閃爍爍地動(dòng)著1。——真沒(méi)想到苦雨孤燈之后，會(huì)有這么一幅清美的圖畫(huà)！2

I stood by the window for a while. A chilly breeze gave me a start. I swung around， and lost myself in dazzling colors cascading before my eyes. Everything in the room appeared blended into a blurred background of a moonlit sky and dancing clouds. The only thing that stood out distinctly was the angel in a picture on the wall. The angel was in white， holding flowers， and extending out his wings. He was smiling at me.

憑窗站了一會(huì)兒，微微地覺(jué)得涼意侵人。轉(zhuǎn)過(guò)身來(lái)，忽然眼花繚亂3，屋子里的別的東西，都隱在光云里，一片幽輝，只浸著墻上畫(huà)中的安琪兒。——這白衣的安琪兒，抱著花兒，揚(yáng)著翅兒，向著我微微地笑。

“This smile is so familiar. I must have seen it somewhere before. But when？” murmuring to myself， I slipped into a chair by the window， lost in thought.

“這笑容仿佛在哪兒看見(jiàn)過(guò)似的，什么時(shí)候，我曾……”我不知不覺(jué)的便坐在窗口下想，——默默地想。

Squeezing into my minds eye were details of what appeared to have happened some five years ago. A long， old country road extended before me. A donkey was sauntering along， its hooves kicking playfully in the slippery mud. A ditch ran murmuring through the fields. Trees in a nearby village were shrouded in mist. The crescent-shaped new moon was hanging from the treetops. I believed I caught a glimpse of a kid standing by the roadside， holding something white in his arms. After the donkey had passed by， I threw a casual glance backwards. There he was， barefoot， holding flowers， and smiling at me.

嚴(yán)閉的心幕，慢慢地拉開(kāi)了，涌出五年前的一個(gè)印象。4——一條很長(zhǎng)的古道。驢腳下的泥，兀自滑滑地。田溝里的水，潺潺地流著。近村的綠樹(shù)，都籠在濕煙里。弓兒似的新月，掛在樹(shù)梢。一邊走著，似乎道旁有一個(gè)孩子，抱著一堆燦白的東西。驢兒過(guò)去了，無(wú)意中回頭一看。——他抱著花兒，赤著腳兒，向著我微微地笑。

“This smile is so familiar. I must have seen it somewhere before，” I thought aloud.

“這微笑又仿佛是哪兒看見(jiàn)過(guò)似的！”我仍是想——默默地想。

Another picture was slowly revealing itself before me. It was about what seemed to have occurred about ten years ago. I was sitting under the eaves of a thatched cottage. Raindrops kept falling on me， and on the puddles by the doorsteps， creating rings of ripples that were racing to spread out. In front of the cottage there were wheat fields and rows of grape trellises. After a nice shower， everything looked so fresh， and every color so vivid， especially bright yellow and tender green. It finally cleared up. I hurried downhill. Right in front of me， I saw the moon jumping out of the sea. It suddenly occurred to me I had left something behind. I paused and turned. Standing by the cottages door was an elderly lady， holding flowers and smiling at me.

又現(xiàn)出一重心幕來(lái)，也慢慢地拉開(kāi)了，涌出十年前的一個(gè)印象。——茅檐下的雨水，一滴一滴的落到衣上來(lái)。土階邊的水泡兒，泛來(lái)泛去的亂轉(zhuǎn)。門(mén)前的麥垅和葡萄架子，都濯得新黃嫩綠的非常鮮麗。——一會(huì)兒好容易雨晴了，連忙走下坡兒去。迎頭看見(jiàn)月兒從海面上來(lái)了，猛然記得有件東西忘下了，站住了，回過(guò)頭來(lái)。這茅屋里的老婦人——她倚著門(mén)兒，抱著花兒，向著我微微地笑。

The smiles I saw in these three encounters were all so similar and so subtle. Like pieces of fine silk， they floated towards and joined each other.

這同樣微妙的神情，好似游絲一般，飄飄漾漾的合了攏來(lái)，綰在一起。

At this moment， I found myself dissolving into the clarity of mind， as if I were strolling in a fairyland or returning to my hometown. The three smiling faces that had been drifting before me were now no longer distinguishable from each other. They had fused into a harmonious whole of love.

這時(shí)心下光明澄靜，如登仙界5，如歸故鄉(xiāng)。眼前浮現(xiàn)的三個(gè)笑容，一時(shí)融化在愛(ài)的調(diào)和里看不分明了。