心靈美文_丁香花開 Of Lilacs and Springtime

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丁香花開 Of 1)Lilacs and Springtime

　　This past April while visiting my parents on the farm I’d grown up on, I wandered outside to drink in the feel of “home”, a comfort I really needed right then. I was used to sunny Southern Californian mornings, and the 2)brisk early-morning 3)Iowan air 4)nipped at my nose, ears and bare hands.
　　With my father’s 5)fleece-lined jacket wrapped around me, and my hands 6)snuggled deep in its well-worn pockets, I 7)meandered around the spacious 8)homestead when the unexpected sweet scent of lilacs suddenly called to me. Turning toward the 9)bountiful 10)hedge of lilacs in the distance, I spotted what looked like blooms. I hurried over.
　　The 11)lavender lilacs were indeed in glorious bloom! I pulled a plentiful 12)clump to my face and 13)inhaled the 14)intoxicating scent, as I had done every springtime throughout my childhood. A warm delight 15)seeped through my chilled bones, and I smiled at the thought that spring had arrived!
　　16)Strolling back to the house, the promise of springtime—warmth, 17)renewal and beauty—journeyed right along with me.
　　My father sat at the kitchen table, 18)poring over the morning market reports.
　　“It’s spring! The lilacs are in bloom!” I joyously announced.
　　“Lilacs in bloom or not, it isn’t spring until winter is gone,” he 19)contradicted. “We’ll get a bit of cold weather yet.”

　　剛剛過去的那個(gè)四月，我回到我在那長(zhǎng)大的農(nóng)場(chǎng)探望我的父母。我在屋外漫步，沉浸在“家”的舒適感覺中——當(dāng)時(shí)我真的很需要家的慰藉。我習(xí)慣了加利福尼亞州南部那陽光明媚的早晨，艾奧瓦州清晨凜冽的空氣使我的鼻子、耳朵和沒戴手套的雙手感到一陣陣冰冷的刺痛。
　　我穿著父親的一件羊毛襯里的夾克，把它裹得緊緊的，然后把手深深插進(jìn)它那殘破的口袋里，漫步在廣袤的農(nóng)場(chǎng)上。這時(shí)，一陣紫丁花香意外地?fù)浔嵌鴣怼Ｎ肄D(zhuǎn)過頭去，看到遠(yuǎn)處圍欄邊一叢叢茂密的紫丁香似乎在怒放。我趕緊跑了過去。
　　淡紫色的丁香花的確在燦爛地怒放著！我拉過一大束，湊到面前，盡情地聞著那令人陶醉的花香——童年的時(shí)候，每年春天，我都會(huì)這樣聞聞紫丁香。一股溫暖的喜悅沁潤(rùn)了我冰冷的身骨。想到春天已經(jīng)來了，我不禁微笑起來。
　　我漫步回家，一路上，春天的征兆——溫暖、萬物復(fù)蘇和美麗一直縈繞在我心頭。
　　父親正坐在廚房的餐桌前，出神地看著早晨股市播報(bào)。
　　“春天來了！紫丁香花盛開了！”我歡欣雀躍地宣布。
　　“不管紫丁香開不開花，只有冬天過去了，才是春天，”父親反駁說，“寒冷的天氣還要持續(xù)一段時(shí)間呢?！?/P>

　　But my heart refused to let the optimism that the lilacs had brought to me fade. Immediately, I recalled the card my mother had sent me just that past week—one that had subconsciously inspired this trip home. My mother knew that I was feeling down. On the cover of the card she sent me was a photo of a single flower emerging from a desolate 20)barren slope of rock. The 21)exquisite flower willed itself to have life, in spite of the conditions around it. Inside were the words “In the midst of winter, I found within me an eternal spring,” followed by my mother’s words:
　　“Spring has always been your favorite time of year. As always, it’s within.”
　　These are words that my mother, ever the optimist, lives by. Even in the midst of winter, she finds spring.
　　“It’s pouring rain!” Dad once said.
　　“Everything smells so fresh after a rain!” Mom responded.
　　“But I’d wanted to get the yards mowed today,” he replied, obviously disappointed.
　　“We need the rain,” she 22)countered. “Now everything will be greener.”
　　“But the forecast is rain for the entire day,” Dad moaned.
　　“Then we should go to the movies this afternoon,” Mom smiled.
　　“It’s so expensive,” he 23)retorted.
　　“That’s precisely why we should go to the 24)matinee,” she countered. “Three of the kids can get in free, and it’s only half-price for the rest of us.”

　　但我內(nèi)心深處不愿意讓紫丁香剛剛帶給我的期待消失。我隨即想起上一個(gè)星期母親送給我的一張卡片——正是那張卡片促使我潛意識(shí)地作了回家的決定。母親知道我那時(shí)心情不好。她送給我的那張卡片的正面是一張照片，照片上是一朵花，它從一塊巖石的荒蕪貧瘠的斜面上生長(zhǎng)出來。盡管周圍的環(huán)境十分惡劣，這朵嬌嫩的小花卻頑強(qiáng)地綻放著生命?？ㄆ锩嬗幸恍┪淖郑骸霸诼《?，我在內(nèi)心找到了永恒的春天?！本o接著還有一句母親寫給我的話：
　　“一直以來，春天都是你最喜愛的季節(jié)。春天一直都在你心里。”
　　這就是我那永遠(yuǎn)樂觀的母親的人生信念。即使是在隆冬，她也能找到春天。
　　“下大雨了！”有一次父親說。
　　“雨后的一切聞起來是那么的清新！”母親回答說。
　　“可我本來想今天割院子里的草的，”父親帶著很失望的語氣說。
　　“我們需要這場(chǎng)雨，”母親反駁說，“大雨過后一切會(huì)變得更青翠?！?
　　“但天氣預(yù)報(bào)說，這場(chǎng)雨會(huì)下一整天，”父親抱怨道。
　　“那我們今天下午應(yīng)該去看電影，”母親笑著說。
　　“票價(jià)太貴了，”父親反駁道。
　　“那恰恰是我們應(yīng)該去看下午場(chǎng)的原因，”她回答說，“三個(gè)孩子可以免票進(jìn)場(chǎng)，我們其他人只要半票。”

　　Recalling this 25)Rockwell scene of a Sunday afternoon when I was twelve, I’m reminded that for my mother 26)torrential rains produced a rainbow, and there was always a pot of gold at the end of it. I love her sense of joy and optimism. And her ever-ready willingness to share it.
　　Throughout my childhood and over the course of my adult years, when I met with success, my mother presented me with a bouquet of lilacs. And on the days when the lemons were so bitter they simply couldn’t be made into 27)lemonade, no matter how much sugar was added, like the day a good friend passed away; like the day when a long-standing love relationship ended… lilacs arrived from my mother with a note of understanding to match their beauty and sweet fragrance.
　　“Spring has always been your favorite time of year,” she always reminded. “As always, it’s within.”
　　Even so, it was the lilacs made her words 28)ring true. With the sight and fragrance of that April morning’s came the realization of why a trip home was necessary. I needed to 29)assuage my sadness, my feelings of loneliness and 30)melancholy. I was 31)pining. My dear daughter, now an adult, had moved into a place of her own. She now lives many states and many miles away. While happy for her, I 32)mourn the loss of her nearness…
　　That morning, the sight of the lilacs brought my mother’s words back to life. They reminded me that in the midst of an internal winter, a winter that is within, I must recall the beauty of springtime and the scent of the lilacs. So I will not see her as having gone away, but rather as taking part in new and wondrous experiences in a world that has as many springtimes as winters.
　　“Dad, the lilacs are in bloom. It’s spring!” I assured my father that day.
　　“Hmm,” he said, glancing at me, his expression skeptical. Noting my 33)frown, his features softened. “Of course it’s possible that spring has arrived,” he 34)placated, smiling. “After all, like you said, the lilacs are in bloom.”
　　Oh, for the ever-renewing beauty of springtime! And the sweet and 35)irrepressible scent of the lilacs to remind us that spring is found within. 

　　回憶著我12歲那年這個(gè)帶有洛克威爾畫風(fēng)的周日下午的場(chǎng)景，我想到，對(duì)母親而言，傾盆大雨過后會(huì)出現(xiàn)一道彩虹；無論發(fā)生什么事，最后都會(huì)收獲良多。我愛她那積極樂觀的心態(tài)，愛她總是樂意與他人分享這種樂觀心態(tài)的品質(zhì)。
　　在我的童年時(shí)期以及我長(zhǎng)大以后的日子里，每當(dāng)我取得成功時(shí)，母親都會(huì)給我送上一束紫丁香。而有的時(shí)候，比如好友去世，又如長(zhǎng)久的愛情告終時(shí)，生命會(huì)像苦澀的檸檬，無論加多少糖，也調(diào)制不成一杯可口的檸檬水……這時(shí)，母親同樣會(huì)給我送來紫丁香，同時(shí)還附上一張與紫丁香的美麗和芬芳相匹配的紙條，上面寫滿了對(duì)我的理解。
　　“春天一直是你最喜愛的季節(jié)，”她總是提醒我，“春天一直在你心里。”
　　盡管如此，還是紫丁香讓我感到母親的話是真的。那個(gè)四月的早晨盛開的紫丁香和它那撲鼻的芬芳讓我意識(shí)到，這次回家是必要的。我需要緩解悲傷、緩解我的孤獨(dú)和憂郁。我在苦苦思念——我親愛的女兒已經(jīng)長(zhǎng)大成人，搬出去自己住了。她現(xiàn)在住的地方與我相隔千里。我為她感到高興的同時(shí)，也因?yàn)樗辉僭谖疑磉叾鴤小?
　　那天早晨，看到燦爛盛開著的紫丁香讓我又想起了母親的話。它們提醒我，即便內(nèi)心處于漫漫寒冬，我也要記起春天的美麗和紫丁香的芬芳。所以，我不再覺得女兒是離我遠(yuǎn)去——她是步入了一個(gè)全新的、即將迎來更多精彩的世界。在那個(gè)世界，春天和寒冬一樣多。
　　“爸爸，紫丁香開了！春天來了！”那天我很肯定地對(duì)父親說。
　　“嗯，”他應(yīng)答著，瞥了我一眼，一副懷疑的表情。看到我皺眉，他的表情柔和起來?！爱?dāng)然，有可能春天已經(jīng)來了，”他微笑著安慰我說，“畢竟，就像你所說的，紫丁香已經(jīng)盛開了?！?
　　啊，讓我們?yōu)榇禾炷悄昴昊貧w的美麗歡呼吧！紫丁香那沁人心脾的芳香告訴我們，春天就在我們心里。