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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑
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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。# e9 q8 P% d' \+ k. s) C, I
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Funeral Blues
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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
9 h* c; P3 J& j1 N0 M' RPrevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, 7 w( s8 e4 Q, T% f
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
. T# L `1 v* f) t# a+ z6 CBring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
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Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
* t3 [( u" u5 t7 f( TScribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
0 U3 ]6 b7 @' o0 n& IPut crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
$ U V3 z) z0 i1 ~" _7 _Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. / r6 n7 H7 `7 k
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He was my North, my South, my East and West, % q, {+ K3 b) e- O1 H# W3 l
My working week and my Sunday rest, 7 C& X C$ [& y
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; $ s/ `3 W( X- A5 E. v
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
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8 [$ @. X7 ?2 F2 W. h( v/ z; uThe stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
! f: ?* l2 M* {& y* O* b. E3 S EPack up the moon and dismantle the sun, - p+ J+ I5 w0 f: O* j9 o5 Y
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; , [! p. v; i: A* O2 M; c
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
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