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2014-09-09 08:57

拙作微型小说英中文版在美国出版




大雁听过我的歌
  小说 

申弓  翻译:林澜

   那个时段,是我最失落的时期。我的前程毁了,我的资产没了,我的家人失散了,罄其所有,就只有歌喉还在,因为它是长在我的心里,长在我的喉结上。

   我流落到了一个山庄。山庄挺优美,不但有青山绿水,有舞池花榭,有楼台亭阁,还有一群喜欢我的歌的歌迷。

   华灯初上时,老板要我试歌。我站在那新装修的舞台上,手执无线唛,我任何人也不看,就只看着天花上的琉璃吊灯,尽情地喊了一曲《信天游》,音乐顿住,台下一片静寂,静寂得如死了一般,这时,我分明听到了一声鸣叫,那鸣叫出自一种鸟的喉咙,是一种大型鸟的喉管。旋即,台下报以暴风雨般的掌声,老板走上台来,握着我的手说,留下来吧。

我便留了下来,成为山庄的一名歌手。

第二天早上,我早起闲散在山庄的庄道上,贪婪地呼吸着那早晨的新鲜空气,倾听林子里各种早起的鸟儿千奇百啭的美妙啼唱,偶尔也伴杂着几声狗的吠呜。当我行到了碧水旁边,传来了几声鸟鸣,听声音似曾熟悉并带几分亲切。我循声走过,见是大笼子里的一只禽鸟,我认出了,那不是凡鸟,而是大雁,当地人叫天鹅。我顿时明白了,昨晚那一声鸣叫,就是出自它的喉咙了。

于是,我走近了它,并友好地打了个招呼:哈罗!它便报以啊嗬嗬。然后是我看着它,它也看着我,那眼神是清澈中带着某种哀怨。这显然是个离群的大雁,不知怎么沦落到了这个笼中。

回顾自己,我又何尝不是一只离群的孤雁?

于是,我在笼边轻声地唱了昨晚的歌,待一曲过后,便又听到了那个熟悉的鸣声,并且,它的眼睛还带着湿润。我的心被振撼了,这精灵分明懂人性。

我再看塘里,水面上浮游着一群鹅,可它们都在无忧无虑的嬉戏和觅食,丝毫没有任何表情,这也许就是它们能自由戏水而它只能关在笼子里的缘由吧。

此后,每晚山庄生意热闹时,我都要在台上唱歌,而每次唱完,都会听到它的鸣叫。

这一夜,山庄来了桌特殊的客人,点了特殊的菜肴,其中一味是红焖天鹅。

客人落座,我便要提前上岗。可当我拿起唛,未及开口,那天鹅的鸣叫便不断地传来,竟是十分的哀怨,而且声声凄厉,催人泪下。我说了句,对不起,我去去就来。然后不顾一切地奔向塘边,那笼子开着,大雁不见了,我立时赶到厨房,看见了它被一师傅抱着,就要割喉,我一看,它的泪分明滴了出来。我急忙叫道,师傅慢着。

师傅放下刀子,说,你要怎样?

不要杀它。

那么杀谁?

塘里有啊!

就凭你?什么理由?

它听过我的歌!我一时急了,蹦出了这一句。

哈哈哈,听过你的歌就免死?那多少人都听过你的歌,要都能免死,这个世界不是乱套了吗?

我不管,反正你不能杀它。你等下,我找老板。

歌星怎么了?老板闻声来了,我在这呢。

老板,这是一只懂人性的鸟,它是个精灵,您不能杀它!

啊,善良的歌星,我欣佩你,可是,我要做生意,要赚钱啊。

我知道,钱不成问题,这雁我买下了。

哦,口气还不小呢,你知道它的价值吗?

多少?

至少顶你半年的工钱。

好,半年就半年,我只要吃饭行了,工钱全归您了。我上前抱住大雁。

可是,我已跟客人说有,这叫一诺千金,你知道吗,生意人,一诺千金,牙齿当金,叫我怎么说?

您就说对不起,本来是有的,可是当我们去抓它时,被它飞了。我说着,一手解开了绑脚的绳子,将它住空中一抛,这灵性的东西,果然往上一冲,呼地飞走了。可不一会,它又飞了回来,在我们的头上绕了一圈,哦哦地叫过几声,然后才往北飞去。

我的眼里带着湿润,又回到了舞台。老板正在跟客人解释,我重新拿起了话筒,说了一声,尊贵的客人,真心感谢你们口下留情,让大雁重回蓝天,为了表示谢意,我要为各位献上一曲:信天游,……大雁听过我的歌,小河亲过我的脸……

为头的客人走了过来,握着我的手说,歌星我有话要问,那雁真是是自己飞了?

不,是我放的。

算你有种,刚才的事我听说了,虽然我这瘦狗吃不上天鹅肉,可我佩服您,您这半年的工资由我来发。说着,在包里掏出一把钞票,塞到我的手中。我却推还给他说,我的老板说了,做生意要一诺千金,牙齿当金,既然我承诺了老板,用我的半年辛勤来救它,我不能食言,真心感谢您的理解,为了答谢您的好意,还是让我用歌来表达吧,下面为大家献上一曲《好人一生平安》。

 

 

收件地址:广西钦州市腾龙二巷2号沈祖连 535000

 

The Wild Goose Had Heard My Songs

Shen Gong

Those are the dayswhen I was lost most. My future had been ruined, my assets gone, and my familygot separated. All I had was my voice, for it was one part of my body and mymind.

I was stranded in avilla, a beautiful villa, where there were not only green mountains and clearwaters, dance floors and flower pavilions, terraces and open halls, but also a number of people who were my fans.

Whenit became dark, the boss wanted me to sing some song as an interview. I stoodon the newly-decorated stage, with a wireless microphone in hand, singingheartily a song "XinTianYou", without looking at anyone but the glasschandelier on the ceiling. When the music stopped, the audience kept deadly silent, but just at that moment, I was surethat I heard a honk. Soon, a storm of applause broke out from the audience, andthe boss went up to me on the stage, holding my hand and asking me to stay.

So I stayed and became a singer in the villa.

The nextmorning, I got up early and took a walk in the villa. I greedily breathed inthe fresh air in the morning, listening to the wonderfulsinging, scarcelyheard, from all kinds of birds in the woods, whichwere occasionally mixed with barks of several dogs. When I walked near a clearriver, there came a few honks, which seemed somewhat familiar and amiable.I found the bird in a big cage by following its sounds. In fact, I knew it wasa wild goose, quite extraordinary, and that was why the locals called it aswan. I suddenly understood that the voice I heard last night was from it.

So, Iapproached it, and said hello to it friendly. It replied with ah ha ha. Then Ilooked at it, who was also looking at me, with some kind of sorrow in its cleareyes. It was clearly a stray goose, captured in this cage for some reasonunknown.

If I cast my mindback to my past, how could I deny that I wasalso a stray goose?

So I sang ina low voice the songs I sang last night at the cage. After I finished a song, Iheard the familiar honk, and, its eyes became moist. My heart was shaken by thefairy, for it could surely understand human.

I looked at the pond, where a flock of geesewere floating on the water, but they were playing and foraging, carefree,without any expression. Perhaps that was why they could swim freely while it mustbe kept in cage.

Since then, whenever there was greataudience, I would sing songs for them, and each time I finished one song, Iwould hear it honk.

One night, some special guests came to thevilla, ordering some special dishes, among which was braised swan.

After the guests were seated, I went to singfor them. When I picked up microphone, however, the swan kept honking, whichsounded very sad and shrill, moving people to tears. I said sorry to myaudience and excused myself. Desperately I rushed to the pond, where the cagewas open and the wild goose was not there. I then immediately rushed into thekitchen, where I saw the swan being held by a cook, who was just going to cutits throat. It was clearly that its tears were dropping down. I cried out atonce, “Please wait for a while.”

The cook put down the knife and said, “Whatare you going to do with it?”

“Please don’t kill it.”

“Then what shall I kill instead?”

“There are so many geese for you to kill.”

“Why should I spare it? Just because you askedme to?”

“Because it has listened to me sing songs.” Ireplied him like this in a hurry.

“Ha-ha. You mean I should spare it justbecause it has listened to you sing songs? So many people have listened to yousing songs. If they are to be spared just because of that, won’t everything bein a muddle?”

“What you said has nothing to do with me.What I care is this swan. You can’t kill it anyway. I will look for our boss.Please wait for a while.”

“Why are you looking for me, my dear singer?”The boss heard us and came in, “I am here.”

“This is a bird that can understand human, myboss. It is a fairy, so you can't have it killed!”

“Ah, you are so kind-hearted that I admireyou, but business is business. I have to make money, you know.”

“I know. Money is no problem. I will buy thisgoose.”

“Oh, you don’t know what you are saying. Doyou know how much it costs?”

“How much?”

“At least half of your salary for a wholeyear.”

“Ok, you don’t have to pay me during thecoming half year, but just give me three meals.” I went forward to take hold ofthe goose.

“But I have promised the guests to serve thema braised swan. For a businessman, a promise is weightier than one thousandbars of gold, you know? How can I break my promise?”

 “Goand say sorry to them. Tell them you did have a swan. However, just when wewent catch it, it fled out of the cage.”

I untied the ropes that tied it and threw itinto the sky. The fairy flied up and then away immediately, but after a whileit flied back and circled around us, honking, flying northward at last.

My eyes became wet by tears. I returned backto the stage, where my boss was explaining to the guests. I picked upmicrophone again, and said: “My distinguished guests, I sincerely thank you foryour kind-heartedness to let the wild goose to return to the blue sky. Toexpress my heartful thanks, I will sing you a song: XinTianYou,”

“... The geese have heard my songs, and theriver has kissed my face...”

The headed guest came to me,shaking my hands and said, “Could I ask you something, Sir? Did the goose flyitself?”

“No, I let it go.”

 “You are a real man. I have heard about whathappened just now. It seems like that I am a toad wishing to eat swan meat-aspiring after something I amnot worthy of. I admire you, though. Therefore I will pay you your half-yearsalary.”

He took out a handful of billsfrom his bag and put them into my hands. I, however, gave them back to him andsaid, “My boss told me that a promise is weightier than one thousand bars ofgold. Since I have promised him that I will save the swan by my hard work halfa year, I should keep my promise. I sincerely thank you for your understanding,and, to express my appreciation for your kindness, let me sing a song for you,which is ‘Good Wish to Good Men’.”

 (未完待续)

选自美国《中美微型小说作家作品集》

 


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