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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。
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Funeral Blues 0 m" i0 C% N% l9 G2 m k
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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
: X/ ~/ e4 Z' t$ G- S% I' y* UPrevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, , L& `- L- P E- _6 H+ x4 X9 [
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum " ]8 Q1 l: H9 q* C" @7 l, T
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
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Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead # `8 l4 P! R7 j; t% W- y
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
' C% o7 o7 h$ E% h" aPut crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, / Y1 Y+ j8 r# R3 P4 [6 x
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
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- g3 u2 M4 f/ {He was my North, my South, my East and West,
- K9 M% ? s v& C' X7 eMy working week and my Sunday rest,
6 z2 w. \9 g1 e B( OMy noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; 4 \; `/ y5 g/ L6 M) |
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. $ x' U. N) L' h ^6 y$ ?
" n5 y5 `1 R1 Z& E3 P+ C' r, K% JThe stars are not wanted now; put out every one, 8 [& _7 O; d8 O* D7 `# k
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, # `3 }) S5 G+ C5 i% f3 c% c' L
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
, ^; f+ B" w/ k9 u: IFor nothing now can ever come to any good.
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