六年级英语艺术与人生

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我从不把什么东西珍藏在身边，由于，我总觉得，东西放在身边会遗失的，只有珍藏在心里的，永远都不会忘却……

Inevertreasureanythingaroundme,becauseIalwaysfeelthatthingswillbelostwhenIputthemaround,onlythoseinmyheartwillneverforget

那是一年暑假，我由于钢琴考级，便只能按捺住考上初中的喜悦，闷在家里练琴。天那样闷热，我嘴里含着冰。发狠地练着。从早晨到中午，再到入夜，我终究可以甩一下酸疼的膀子，情不自禁地，我走到阳台上……

Itwasasummervacation.Becauseofthepianoexamination,Icouldonlyrestrainthejoyofenteringjuniorhighschoolandpracticeathome.It"ssohot,Ihaveiceinmymouth.Practicehard.Frommorningtonoon,andthentoevening,Icanfinallyshakemyachingarm.Ican"thelpbutwalktothebalcony

猛然，我听到一个声音，和着夏日入夜那特有的微风，忽而朦胧忽而明显，飘入我的耳朵，拂过我的脸颊，擦过我的刘海儿。树叶沙沙作响，晚霞含蓄优美。在这一刻，世界变得静得稀奇，仿佛只有这声音存在。哦，是笛声，是有人在吹笛子，这笛声悠扬悠扬，舒心流畅，只有心静的人才能吹得如此之好。

Suddenly,Iheardavoice,andtheuniquesummereveningbreeze,suddenlyhazyandclear,floatingintomyears,brushingmycheek,brushingmyLiuHaier.Theleavesrustleandthesunsetglowissubtleandsoft.Atthismoment,theworldbecomesstrangelyquiet,asifonlythisvoiceexists.Oh,it"sthesoundofaflute.Someoneisplayingtheflute.It"smelodiousandcomfortable.Onlyaquietpersoncanplayitsowell.

我迷醉了，沉静了……许久，才从思量与想像中醒来。

IamintoxicatedandcalmForalongtime,Iwokeupfromthinkingandimagination.

后来的几天，我留神到每天入夜，这笛声都会响起，只是，后来听到的笛声总没有第一次那么好了。每天，只要我一放下琴，笛声便准时地响起，我就跑到阳台上望着楼下的建筑工地留心地听。我想像着，吹笛子的是个孤独的老人，在诉说着心事；

可能是个孩子，我的眼前浮现出一个孩子骑在老水牛背上吹笛子的情景……

Inthenextfewdays,Inoticedthateveryevening,theflutewouldring,butthesoundIheardlaterwasnotasgoodasthefirsttime.Everyday,assoonasIputdownthep()iano,theflutewillsoundontime.Iwillruntothebalconyandwatchtheconstructionsitedownstairsandlistencarefully.Iimaginethatthefluteplayerisalonelyoldman,tellinghismind;maybeit"sachild,infrontofmyeyes,achildridingonthebackofanoldbuffaloplayingflute

有一天，当我循例走到阳台上向下看时，我看到一位建筑工人坐在地上，他正吹着笛子。猛然，笛声戛然而止，当它再次响起时，我惊异地察觉，他吹的是我弹的曲子！虽然笛声时断时续，但我仍能辨识出来，这是我爱好的一首曲子。不是亲眼所见，我无论如何不能相信，一个人仅凭耳朵听曲子，就能用手中的笛子原封不动地吹出来，而且吹得如此切实，虽然吹得不太纯熟。做到这一切的，还是我往日特别轻视的工人！我感到恐惧！

Oneday,whenIwenttothebalconyasusualandlookeddown,Isawaconstructionworkersittingontheground,hewasplayingtheflute.Suddenly,thesoundoftheflutestoppedabruptly.Whenitrangagain,IwassurprisedtofindthatwhatheplayedwasthemusicIplayed!Althoughtheflutesoundsintermittently,butIcanstilldistinguish,thisismyfavoritesong.It"snotwhatIsawwithmyowneyes,butIcan"tbelievethatapersoncanplaythefluteinhishandintactonlybylisteningtothemusicwithhisears,andhecanplayitsoaccurately,thoughnotveryskillfully.It"stheworkersIdespisedsomuch!Iwasshocked!

晚上，妈妈竟也谈到了这位工人：“你看看人家，每日在太阳底下盖房子，比你累多了吧？人家晚上雷打不动地吹到你上床，人家活得不是挺轻松嘛！”

Intheevening,mymothereventalkedabouttheworker:"youlookatpeopleandbuildhousesinthesuneveryday.Areyoumoretiredthanyou?It"snoteasyforotherstolivewhentheystillblowyoutobedatnight!"

我不再叫苦。于是，早晨，梦中的笛声把我惊醒；

晚上，窗外的笛声陪我入睡。在我练那首曲子时，笛声总悄然响起，只是，轻轻地，貌似生怕被我听见。终究，他不再畏缩。于是琴声和着笛声融会在一起，分外地和谐、美好、恬静，妙不成言。我冲动了，泪珠在眼眶里打转，我觉得，我找到了这首曲子的真谛，是这位工人挚友帮我找到的。是的，我的感情得到了升华……

Idon"tcryanymore.Therefore,inthemorning,thefluteinmydreamwakesmeup;intheevening,thefluteoutsidemywindowaccompaniesmetosleep.WhenIpracticedthattune,theflutealwayssoundedquietly,but,gently,itseemedthatIwasafraidofbeingheard.Atlast,hewasnolongerafraid.Therefore,thesoundofzitherandfluteareintegratedtogether,whichcanbedividedintoharmony,beautyandtranquilityinotherplaces.It"swonderful.Iwasexcited.Tearsrolledinmyeyes.IfeltthatIfoundthetruemeaningofthissong,whichwasfoundbythisworkerfriend.Yes,myfeelingshavebeensublimated

考级时，我的耳边始终萦围着笛声，我以自己的方式理解着乐曲，终究，我考上了十级！当我兴奋地冲到阳台上打定鼓起士气把这个好消息报告那位素未谋面的挚友时，我怔住了。几天的冲动与慌张使我忘却了眼前拔地而起的大楼。是的，我将永远不能再与那笛声合作！

Intheexamination,myearsarealwayshauntedbythesoundofflute.Iunderstandthemusicinmyownway.Finally,IpassedtheexaminationofGrade10!WhenIexcitedlyrushedtothebalconytosummonupthecouragetotellthegoodnewstothefriendIhadnevermetbefore,Iwasstunned.Theexcitementandtensionofafewdaysmademeforgetthebuildingthatroseupinfrontofme.Yes,Iwillneverbeabletocooperatewiththatfluteagain!

不知在哪一天的哪个角落，我又听见了笛声。我总觉得这笛声好耳熟，原来，那笛声，那段记忆已被我永远珍藏在我心底！

Idon"tknowwhichcorneroftheday,Iheardthefluteagain.Ialwaysthinkthisflutesoundisfamiliartome.Itturnsout,thatflutesound,that