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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑
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0 }6 }* X7 |3 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。
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Funeral Blues ! m" P% z% l! K- _& n9 {
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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
# F5 Y* Z2 D( ~Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
3 f% e/ U$ J7 n5 z9 t5 GSilence the pianos and with muffled drum ; U" p0 ]+ |% v; k5 ?
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
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Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
4 L4 j }) E* w7 q/ l. DScribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
4 B a' E( q" w8 s6 S0 nPut crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
: a; O* L. V0 Q4 c1 m d# bLet the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
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He was my North, my South, my East and West, # T" U7 F) c6 d4 V5 y% p' h
My working week and my Sunday rest,
+ }: ^' b- {9 XMy noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; # E l5 U1 A0 m1 z+ l* v4 I3 {
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
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The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
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Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; ; }) _% k7 b4 i, M) w8 s6 w( j' ]
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
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