双语美文：火车上沉默的男孩.docxVIP

A Silent Boy on the Train 火车上沉默的男孩The first time I saw him I realized I had seen him before ,though exactly why i had not realy seen him before this first time,i do not know.第一次看到他的时候，我就感觉到我们曾经在哪儿见过，但我不明白为什么我们以前竟然没见过面。Probably I was too busy with the plot of the story I was writing or a line in a poem I was composing .Yet I had noted generally all the others—with their caps askew and their school sathelshaning at various lengthes from their shoulders. I had heard them too –the laughing,thewhispering,the compressed exuberance of youth in a too small space ,the carriage of a buss.或许是因为我正忙着构思小说，抑或正沉醉于润色某一行诗句。我却像往常一样注意到了其他人——那些外带着学生帽，斜挎着书包的学生们。不仅如此，我还听到他们的笑声，他们的窃窃私语声，目睹了他们那被压缩在这节狭小的火车车厢里的旺盛的青春活力。It was the year I was living in nanjing. Every day I would go back and forth from home to school by bus. The journey took about half an hour each way. Every morning a group of schoolboys would board the bus and ride for fifteen to twenty minutes . I was aware of them , but not acutely so . in the beginning they seemed but a noisy blur . Other passengers on the bus did not seem to doze , look out the windows or bury themselves in their favorite newspapers.那一年，我住在英国。每天，我都要乘坐火车来往于赫特福德郡和伦敦之间。这段路程每趟大约要花费一个小时的时间。每天早晨，都会有一群男孩子乘坐这趟火车去上学，大约需要15~20分钟。我已经注意到了他们的存在，但并没有对他们给予太多的关注。开始的时候，他们似乎只是一个个不起眼的吵吵嚷嚷的小斑点，并没有引起人们太多的注意，车上的其他乘客好像根本没有注意到他们似地，有的打瞌睡，有的茫然地望着窗外，有的则藏在报纸后面专心致志地看着新闻。Then one day I saw him,a tiny figure bundle up warmly against the city’s autumn weather . I realized immediately that I had seen him many times before, always in the same place, the seat directly opposite my own . I smiled at him ,having looked up, momentarily from the poem which I was trying to write. His wide , dark eyes blinked in shyness, and he turnde his head to gaze out the window for the rest of the journey.就这样，终于有一天，我看到了他——一个瘦小的男孩子。他把自己紧紧地过载衣服里，抵御着乡下秋天日渐寒冷的天气。我立即就意识到我曾经不止一次地见过他，而且都是在同一个地方——我的座位正对面的那个位置。顿时，思绪从我正在构思的一首诗里回转过来，我抬起头，微笑地看着他。而他呢，也许是见我在看他的缘故，一双乌溜溜的大眼睛扑闪着，流露出羞涩的神情（我是这么想的），然后，把头转向车窗。在剩下的路途里，他就这样一直望着窗外。Th