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《奇风岁月》:关于青春,关于成长,我们最先想到的词语会是什么?

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       关于青春,关于成长,我们最先想到的词语会是什么?
    青春就像是走在稻田里,看着一望无际的田野上盛开着灿烂的果实。青春或许也是苦涩的,就像是走在一个空荡荡的隧道,摸着黑往前走,走着走着发现自己已经走了好远,抬头便看见一片光亮。    今天要为大家介绍的书是《奇风岁月》,是讲述一个小男孩的成长故事,但与许多青春成长类型的作品不一样,这本书的小男孩是在唤回精神崩溃的爸爸过程中经历了成长。    这本书的作者是美国作家罗伯特·麦卡蒙(McCammon,R.R.),从1978年起,他从惊悚类型小说展开写作生涯。到1985年,他开始成为《纽约时报》排行榜的畅销明星。1991年,他写出了一本“为自己而写”的书——《奇风岁月》。    这本书的故事发生在奇风镇,一天早晨小男孩科里陪爸爸挨家挨户送牛奶,忽然看见一辆汽车冲进湖里。爸爸奋不顾身跳下水去救人,没想到,当他奋力游到车旁,眼前竟是一幕令他魂飞魄散的景象:那是个死人,双手被铐在方向盘上,体无完肤,显然遭受过酷刑,脖子上还缠着一条钢琴丝。无法解释的谜团随着车子渐渐往下沉,仿佛被深不可测的湖水吞没。那天以后,科里和爸爸开始尝试追查真相。    而湖底的一幕如恶灵般纠缠著单纯善良的爸爸,他精神濒临崩溃。科里必须找出真相,才能唤回他挚爱的爸爸。    在寻找真相的过程中,科里也在慢慢成长,他发现了许多不为人知的秘密,经历了朋友的死亡。一个12岁的小男孩要承受许多的苦难,去理解这个复杂的世界。但是科里的成长过程也是完整的,有欢笑也有泪水,有相聚也有离别,有爱也有背叛。《奇风岁月》:关于青春,关于成长,我们最先想到的词语会是什么?
  我们每一个人的成长就像是一个万花筒,都能看见五彩缤纷的世界。回首我们的童年,难忘的是一个个夕阳下与小伙伴结伴回家的背影,难忘的是登高望远的冒险精神。在欢笑与泪水交织的人生旅途,我们尽情地活过每一个日子,愿童年的那颗狗尾巴草还可以在回忆中荡漾,也愿追风少年们可以一直成长,永不长大。    下面是这本书的节选片段以及附上小编拙劣的翻译,如果你对这本书或是文章内容有什么想法,欢迎到评论区留言和大家一起分享哦~    I understood then what courage is all about. It is loving someone else more than you love yourself.    我忽然明白,原来勇气就这样。当你爱一个人远超过爱自己的时候,你就变得很勇敢。    If you were my girlfriend I would give you a hundred lightening bugs in a green glass jar, so you could always see your way. I would give you a meadow full of wildflowers, where no two blooms would ever be alike. I would give you my bicycle, with its golden eye to protect you. I would write a story for you, and make you a princess who lived in a white marble castle. If you would only like me, I would give you magic. If you would only like me.    如果你是我的女朋友,我会抓一百只萤火虫送给你,把它们放在绿色的玻璃罐里,这样可以永远为你照亮前面的路。如果你是我的女朋友,我会为你布置一片青翠的草地,草地上盛开着色彩缤纷的野花,每一朵都不一样。如果你是我的女朋友,我要把我的脚踏车送给你,每辆车都有一只金光灿烂的眼睛,它会一路保护你。如果你是我的女朋友,我要为你写一篇故事,故事里,你就是那住在白色城堡里的公主。只要你喜欢我,我会为你创造一个魔法世界。 只要你喜欢我。    No one ever grows up. They may look grown-up, but it's just the clay of time. Men and women are still children deep in their hearts.    人永远都长不大。他们只是看起来像大人而已,但这只不过是时光雕塑出来的泥娃娃。不管男人还是女人,在他们的内心深处,他们始终是个孩子。    If a person loses the past, he can't find the future.    如果一个人丢掉了过去,他就无法找到未来。    This is where I think the writing started. The "righting", if you will. The righting of circumstances, the shaping of the world the way it should have been.    我想,写作就是因为想要“改善”某些东西。你想改变周遭的环境,让一切看起来美好,或是你想把世界改造成你理想中的模样。    We are used to believing that we're the masters of our domain, and that God has given us this earth to rule over. We need this illusion like a good nightlight. The truth is more fearsome: we are as frail as young trees in tornadoes, and our beloved homes are one flood away from driftwood. We plant our roots in trembling earth, we live where mountains rose and fell and prehistoric seas burned away in mist. We and the towns we have built are not permanent; the earth itself is a passing train.    我们一直相信自己就是这个世界的主人。上帝创造的大地交给我们去统治。我们需要这种幻想,就像黑夜里需要灯火一样。然而真相更让人恐惧:我们人类其实都很脆弱,就像随时会被龙卷风吹垮的小树,我们深爱的家园根本经不起洪水的摧残,一瞬间只能看见向远处漂走的一根根浮木。我们扎根在动荡不安的大地,看着山峦起起伏伏,海水渐渐干涸,人类以及人类用爱构建的家园总有一天将不复存在,原来啊,这片土地本身就是一趟不断飞驰的列车,从不肯为谁而长久停驻。    Don't be in a hurry to grow up. Hold on to being a boy as long as you can, because once you lose that magic, you're always begging to find it again.    不要急着长大。尽可能地做一个孩子吧,因为一旦长大你就会失去这种魔法,可能你怎样寻它都找不回来了。    It seemed to me that at an early age that all human communication — whether it's TV, movies, or books — begins with somebody wanting to tell a story. And the need to hear stories, to live lives other than our own for even the briefest moment, is the key to the magic that was born in our bones.    从那古老的年代以来,人跟人之间的沟通,不论是电视上,电影屏幕上或是书上,都是起源于对诉说故事的渴望。而听故事的渴望就像是跳出自己的生活,体验不一样人生,即便只是短暂的片刻。这种感觉就像一把钥匙开启了一扇门,连接了我们与身俱来的神秘力量。    The truth of life is that every year we get farther away from the essence that is born within us. We get shouldered with burdens, some of them good, some of them not so good. Things happen to us. Loved ones die. People get in wrecks and get crippled. People lose their way, for one reason or another. It's not hard to do, in this world of crazy mazes. Life itself does its best to take the memory of magic away from us. You don’t know it’s happening until one day you feel you've lost something but you’re not sure what it is. It's like smiling at a pretty girl and she calls you "sir". It just happens.    生活就是,年复一年,看着我们与生俱来的神秘力量逐渐离我们而去。我们要承受重担。而这一切的承担,有些对我们很有意义,有些却不是那么好。我们经历了人生的悲欢离合。挚爱的人离我们而去。有人因为发生意外而伤残,有人在迷自我中逐渐堕落。在这个疯狂的迷宫世界里,什么事情都有可能发生。生活就是一点一滴地拿走我们充满回忆的神秘力量。你感觉不到你在遗忘,直到有一天,你忽然发觉自己仿佛失去了什么,但却又说不上来是什么。那种感觉,就好像你对一个很漂亮的女孩微笑,可是她却叫你“先生”。大概就是这么回事吧。

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