林丹青也忙笑着跟了进去。</P>

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蓝依宁拎着亲自熬好的燕窝粥和各种丰盛的饭菜来医院看望蓝宇时，</P>

蓝宇正坐在沙发上在看雪莱的诗集。</P>

见她进来，他上下打量了她一眼，唇角扬起一抹浅笑：</P>

“把手里的饭菜放到餐桌上，过来给我读一读雪莱的这首《西风颂》。”</P>

“好的，爸！”</P>

蓝依宁听话的把手中的保温饭盒放在一旁的餐桌上，</P>

缓步走到蓝宇对面的沙发上坐下，浅笑道：</P>

“爸，这首《西风颂》是我非常喜欢的一首诗。</P>

我背给您听吧，用英文。”</P>

蓝宇难得露出赞赏的目光，笑着点点头：</P>

“背来听听！”</P>

蓝依宁低头沉默片刻，缓缓回过头，望向窗外高大的梧桐树，</P>

一口流利的英伦腔从她的丹唇缓缓流出：</P>

“o wild west wind， thou breath of Autumn's being</P>

哦，狂暴的西风，秋之生命的呼吸！</P>

thou， from whose unseen presence the leaves dread</P>

你无形，但枯死的落叶被你横扫，</P>

Are driven， like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing，</P>

有如鬼魅碰到了巫师，纷纷逃避：</P>

Yellow， and black， and pale， and hectic red， pestilence-stricken multitudes:</P>

黄的，黑的，灰的，红得像患肺痨，呵，重染疫疠的一群：</P>

o thou who chariotest to their dark wintry bed the winged seeds， where they lie cold and low，</P>

西风呵，是你以车驾把有翼的种子催送到黑暗的冬床上，它们就躺在那里，</P>

Each like a corpse within its grave， until thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow</P>

像是墓中的死穴，冰冷，深藏，低贱，直等到春天，你碧空的姊妹吹起</P>

her clarion o'er the dreaming earth， and fill (driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air)</P>

她的喇叭，在沉睡的大地上响遍，（唤出嫩芽，像羊群一样，觅食空中）</P>

with living hues and odors plain and hill:</P>

将色和香充满了山峰和平原。</P>

wild Spirit， which art moving everywhere;</P>

不羁的精灵呵，你无处不远行；</P>

destroyer and preserver; hear， oh， hear!</P>

破坏者兼保护者：听吧，你且聆听！</P>

thou on whose stream，'mid the steep sky's motion，</P>

没入你的急流，当高空一片混乱，</P>

Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed，</P>

流云象大地的枯叶一样被撕扯脱离天空和海洋的纠缠的枝干。</P>

Shook from the tangled boughs of heaven and ocean， Angels of rain and lightning:</P>

成为雨和电的使者：</P>

它们飘落在你的磅礴之气的蔚蓝的波面，有如狂女的飘扬的头发在闪烁，</P>

there are spread on the blue surface of thine airy surge，</P>

从天穹的最遥远而模糊的边沿直抵九霄的中天，</P>

Like the bright hair uplifted from the head of some fierce maenad，</P>

到处都在摇曳欲来雷雨的卷发，</P>

even from the dim verge of the horizon to the zenith's height，</P>

对濒死的一年你唱出了葬歌，</P>

the locks of the approaching storm.</P>

而这密集的黑夜将成为它广大墓陵的一座圆顶，</P>

thou dirge of the dying year， to which this closing night</P>

里面正有你的万钧之力的凝结；</P>

will be the dome of a vast sepulchre，</P>

那是你的浑然之气，</P>

Vaulted with all thy congregated might</P>

从它会迸涌黑色的雨，</P>

of vapours， from whose solid atmosphere black rain and fire and hail will burst :o hear!</P>

冰雹和火焰：哦，你听！</P>

thou who didst waken from his summer dreams the blue mediterranean， where he lay，</P>

是你，你将蓝色的地中海唤醒，而它曾经昏睡了一整个夏天，</P>

Lulled by the coil of his crystalline streams beside a pumice isle in baiae's bay，</P>

被澄澈水流的回旋催眠入梦，就在巴亚海湾的一个浮石岛边，</P>

And saw in sleep old palaces and towers quivering within the eave's intenser day，</P>

它梦见了古老的宫殿和楼阁在水天辉映的波影里抖颤，</P>

All overgrown with azure moss and flowers So sweet， the sense faints picturing them!</P>

而且都生满青苔、开满花朵，那芬芳真迷人欲醉！</P>

thou For whose path the Atlantic's level powers cleave themselves into chasms，</P>

呵，为了给你让一条路，大西洋的汹涌的浪波把自己向两边劈开，</P>

while far below the sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear</P>

而深在渊底那海洋中的花草和泥污的森林</P>

the sapless foliage of the ocean， know thy voice， and suddenly grow gray with fear，</P>

虽然枝叶扶疏，却没有精力；听到你的声音，它们已吓得发青：</P>

And tremble and despoil themselves:oh， hear!</P>

一边颤栗，一边自动萎缩：哦，你听！</P>

If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear;</P>

哎，假如我是一片枯叶被你浮起，</P>

If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee:</P>

假如我是能和你飞跑的云雾，</P>

A wave to pant beneath thy power， and share the impulse of thy strength， only less free</P>

是一个波浪，和你的威力同喘息，假如我分有你的脉搏，仅仅不如你那么自由，</P>

than thou， o uncontrollable! If even I were as in my boyhood， and could be</P>

哦，无法约束的生命！假如我能像在少年时，凌风而舞</P>

the rade of thy wanderigs over heaven，</P>

便成了你的伴侣，悠游天空，</P>

As then， when to outstrip thy skiey speed Scarce seem'd a vision;</P>

因为呵，那时候，要想追你上云霄，似乎并非梦幻</P>

I would ne'er have striven As thus with thee in prayer in my sore need.</P>

我就不致像如今这样焦躁地要和你争相祈祷。</P>

oh， lift me as a wave， a leaf， a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!</P>

哦，举起我吧，当我是水波、树叶、浮云！</P>

我跌在生活底荆棘上，我流血了！</P>

A heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed one too like thee:</P>

tameless， and swift， and proud.</P>

这被岁月的重轭所制服的生命原是和你一样：</P>

骄傲、轻捷而不驯。</P>

make me thy lyre， even as the forest is: what if my leavers are falling like its own!</P>

把我当作你的竖琴吧，有如树林：尽管我的叶落了，那有什么关系！</P>

the tumult of thy mighty harmonies will take from both a deep， autumnal tone，</P>

你巨大的合奏所振起的音乐将染有树林和我的深邃的秋意：</P>

Sweet though in sadness. be thou， Spirit fierce， my spirit! be thou me， impetuous one!</P>

虽忧伤而甜蜜。</P>

呵，但愿你给予我狂暴的精神！</P>

奋勇者呵，让我们合一！</P>

drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth!</P>

请把我枯死的思想向世界吹落，让它像枯叶一样促成新的生命！</P>

And， by the incantation of this verse， Scatter， as from an unextinguished hearth</P>

哦，请听从这一篇符咒似的诗歌，就把我的话语，</P>

Ashes and sparks， my words among mankind! be through my lips to unawakened earth</P>

像是灰烬和火星从还未熄灭的炉火向人间播散！</P>

让预言的喇叭通过我的嘴唇</P>

the trumpet of a prophecy!</P>

把昏睡的大地唤醒吧！</P>

o wind， If winter es， can Spring be far behind?</P>

西风呵，如果冬天来了，春天还会远吗?”</P>

蓝依宁背诵完后，房间里一片寂静之声，</P>

只有窗外的微风轻拂树叶的“沙沙”声轻轻传来……