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PS.奉上五一更新,看完别赶紧去玩,记得先投个月票。现在起-点515粉丝节享双倍月票,其他活动有送红包也可以看一看昂!„, Mymanyyearshave not shot, cannotlaugh atme, wholaughs atmeto deducthiswages!”
“咳,我好多年没弹了,不许笑我,谁笑我就扣他工资!”
The boyfatherfaceblushes, possiblywas a little drunk, hementioned the youngtimeto planto participate in the orchestraa moment ago, but after had not been selected, underMartineztheyurge, returns to the roomto discover a guitar.
男孩老爹脸部发红,可能有点醉了,刚才他说起年轻时候打算参加乐队,不过没有被选中之后,在马丁内兹他们撺掇下,回屋找出把吉他。Han Xuanhas thought the guitar in hisstudy roomis the ornament, does not wantto move the stringsoundto be very standard, liveswithRamirezinBrown Universityin the same place, is not strangeto the guitarsound.韩宣一直以为他书房里的吉他是装饰品,没想拨动琴弦声音很标准,在布朗大学跟拉米瑞茲住在一块,对吉他声音不算陌生。Thisoldguitarsince childhoodathome, ifno oneuses, the stringis not good, clearlyis the regular maintenance.
这把老吉他从小就在家,要是没人用,弦早就不行了,分明是经常保养的。Felt strange that have not listened to the fatherto shoot, the evil intentionguessed that innumerableare not at the night of home, heplays the zither | Jeancovertly, will not be the ballwas too coarse, feared that was laughed, will harm the image?
奇怪自己怎么从来没听老爹弹过,恶意猜测无数个自己不在家的夜晚,他偷偷摸摸练琴,不会是弹的太难听了,怕被笑话吧,有损形象?When the fathersideholds the guitarto sit cross-leggedon the lawn, lowers the headto move the string, the melodyis cheerful.
等老爹侧抱着吉他盘坐在草地上,低头拨动琴弦,旋律欢快动听。Alexandertheysmiled, thissongwas too familiarto the cowboys, the bar on Augustatown/subdues, separatestwodays of somepeopleto singonetime, in the 70'smost irritablevillagesingerJohn- «Village of DenverStripsMyGoing home», describes the United StateseastWest Virginiascenery.
亚历山大他们都笑了起来,这首歌对牛仔们来说太熟悉了,奥古斯塔镇上的酒吧,隔两天就会有人去唱一次,七十年代最火爆乡村歌手约翰-丹佛的《乡村路带我回家》,描写美国东部西弗吉尼亚州风光。Clapping the hands and shouting praise, frontmelodyis at least good, has at least practiced.
拍手叫好,至少前面这段旋律就挺不错,至少是练过的。Closes one's eyes, hits the liquorbelch, Father Hansangwith a smile: „ Simplyis the heaven! Lanlingmountain, SchennamanyAa River.
闭起眼睛,打个酒嗝,韩父笑着唱道:“简直是天堂啊!兰岭山,谢纳多阿河。Therelifeis old. Is more ancient than the trees, is younger than the hills, growslike the gentle breezeslowly.
那里的生命年代久远。比树木古老,比群山年轻,像和风一样慢慢生长。
The villageroad, bringing homeme. Arrivedplace that Igrow- West Virginia, mountain rangemother.
乡村路,带我回家。到我生长的地方—西弗吉尼亚,山峦妈妈。
The villageroad, bringing homeme, mycompletememoryrevolvesher, the sweetheart of miner, has not seenperson of sea.
乡村路,带我回家,我的全部记忆都围绕着她,矿工的情人,没见过大海的人儿。Skyduskydimpiece. The moonlightis dim, myeyetearful...... ”
天空灰蒙蒙的昏暗一片。月光朦朦胧胧,我的眼泪汪汪......”Han Xuanis surprised, originallypreparesto find fault, goodto ridiculehim, has not thought that alsolistenedgood, changed mindto remember itselfto lack musical sense. Whisperedhas not how inheritedtothistalent, clappedto followto hmph hmph.韩宣惊讶,本来准备挑刺,好来嘲笑他,没想到还蛮好听的,转念想起自己五音不全。嘀咕怎么没遗传到这种天赋,拍手跟着哼哼。„In the morningshesummonedme, the radio broadcastmademerememberremotehometown~went by carbutalong the roadunderIfelt that Ishouldyesterdaygo home, yesterdaywent home, the villageroad, bringing homeme.”
“早晨她把我呼唤,无线电广播使我想起遥远的家乡~驱车沿路而下我感到我本应昨天就回家,昨天就回家,乡村路,带我回家。”„! Boss! Good that sang! Compared withsangalsoof pleasant to hear!”Martinezwait/etc.hesang, makes an effortto applaud. Depending the faceblackwill not be red, the horse buttockspatsthump thump the sound.
“哇!老板!唱的不错!比原唱还好听!”马丁内兹等他唱完,用力鼓掌。仗着自己脸黑不会红,马屁拍得咚咚响。Father Hanhappilylaughs: „Thatnatural, hisconcertIhave goneseveraltimes, John- Denvermisterhas directedmepersonally!”韩父得意大笑:“那当然,他演唱会我去过好几次,约翰-丹佛先生亲自指点过我!”„Come, drinks a liquoragain!”OldPattoncarries the wine glassto shout: „Thisbatch of liquordrink up, newlyfermentsshouldcome out, the flavor that wemakeis good, except forthistype of liquor. OtherIonlydrink the whiskey.”
“来,再喝点酒!”老巴顿端起酒杯喊道:“这批酒喝完,新酿的就该出来了,还是我们自己弄的味道好,除了这种酒。其他我只喝威士忌。”„Thatis the psychological process, Idrink the wineflavorto be the same, wherehasanythingto distinguish, yoursuchbigage, littledrinks, haha!”
“那是心理作用,我喝葡萄酒味道都一样,哪有什么区别,你都这么大岁数了,还是少喝点吧,哈哈!”JonesrefutedAlexander: „Youhave not drunk the nice wineto saylike this,thismattermustask the boss, right, Boss, nice wineflavorhow?”
琼斯反驳亚历山大:“你没喝过好酒才这样说,这种事要问老板,对吧,老板,好酒味道怎么样?”„Un, trulydoes not have the difference, just like the name brand, sells the fame.”Father Hanstandsto pat the belly, fillsonecup, said.
“嗯,确实没差别,跟名牌一样,都是卖名气。”韩父站起来摸摸肚子,灌下去一杯,说道。„Does your have, tastestous?”
“你这有没有,给我们尝尝?”„Naturally...... does not have.”
“当然......没有。”Drankright, butalsonotignorant, the kid's motherstillinside, walking into a trapwas absolutely miserable, tomorrowestimated that wanted the red wineto cook the beef, the Father Hansplit visionsweepstoanything, raised the head, raystraightwhereabouts, hiseyegraduallyopened.
喝多了没错,可还没懵,孩子他妈还在旁边呢,自投罗网绝对要惨,明天估计又要红酒炖牛肉,韩父余光扫到点什么,扬起头,一道光芒笔直下落,他眼睛逐渐睁大。Howevertwoseconds.
不过两秒时间。Bangloud sound!
轰隆巨响!Han Xuanturns headinstantaneously.韩宣瞬间扭头。On the lawnpine treeseveralthickbrancheswere broken by smashing with stone, thenbeats, justpoundshiscalf.
草地上一个松树几条粗树枝被砸断,然后跳动,刚好砸到他小腿。
The firstthoughthurts, the secondthoughtburns.
第一个念头是疼,第二个念头是烫。Under the achecovers the leg, discovered that the eggsize the blackspheroidtumbles, braves the palesmog.
疼痛之下捂住腿,发现有块鸡蛋大小的黑色球体滚落,冒着淡白烟雾。Does not know that whoshouted the sentence: „Meteor!”
不知道谁喊了句:“流星!”In the raising the headbygone dayslooked, in the nighttime skytowsleaninggreenlonghorizontal, counting to haveten, proliferates the nighttime sky.
抬头往天上看,夜空中拖曳出一道道偏绿色的长横,数数能有十多道,遍布夜空。Starry skypale purple, thesegreenhorizontaleye-catchingsparkles, onlyexistsuddenly, althoughis weak, is very dazzling.
星空淡紫,这些绿横夺目闪耀,只存在一刹那间,尽管微弱,却很耀眼。Soon, there areseveralgreenlateral tilttaper slidebrokensky, insamedirection.
不多时,又有几道绿横倾斜滑破天空,都朝着同一个方向。Han Xuanforgets the acheat this moment, understands that the popularrainreallycame!韩宣此刻忘记疼痛,明白流行雨真的来了!Heard the sonto yella moment ago, the motherput down the wine glass, ranhastily.
刚才听到儿子喊叫,老妈放下酒杯,连忙跑来。Does not know where previouslyhid, JasonandGeorgethesetwobodyguardsalsofromappearin secret, askedhimloudly: „What's wrong?”
不知道先前躲在哪里,杰森和乔治这两位保镖也从暗中出现,大声问他:“怎么了?”„All right, was poundedby the stoneunder.”
“没事,被石头砸了下。”„Meteorite?”Father Hanflings the head, recalls that sawa moment ago, openingmouth.
“陨石?”韩父甩甩脑袋,记起刚才看到的那幕,张大嘴巴。Han Xuanwas silly, crawledseveralsteps to pick upthatstone, the fingertipjustbumped into, felthot, shrankimmediately.韩宣傻了,爬几步想捡起那块石头,指尖刚碰到,觉得烫手,立马缩回来。Lowers the headto have a look at the jeans, abovesomewhatturns yellow, the handtouchesalsoto have the residualheat degree, puts on a long faceto replyhim, „is really the meteorite!”
低头看看牛仔裤,上面有些发黄,手摸起来还有残留的热度,哭丧着脸回答他,“真是陨石!”
The motherworryto try to find outin the soncalfplace,askedcontinuallytwo: „All right?! Woundtowhich? Reallyall right?!”
老妈着急在儿子小腿处摸索,连问两遍:“没事吧?!伤到哪了?真没事?!”„, A littleis really sore.”Han Xuanextends the legto lookto her the pantscurl, thatplacea littleturns green, raised the headagain.
“真的,有点疼而已。”韩宣伸伸腿给她看,裤子卷起来,那块地方有点发青,再次抬起头。Tonight the clear weather, the visibilityis high, isverygoodstargazingplace, in the skyseparates for severalminutesto delimitseveralDaoist priestshorizontal, opening the mouthmadeinJoanna'sclosecourtyardlamp, looked up attheserarescenes.
今晚天气晴朗,能见度高,是很好的观星地点,天空中隔几分钟划过几道长横,开口让乔安娜把院子里的灯关了,仰视这些少有的景象。OldPattoncollects, drinking up the liquorbig noseis glowing red, looked at the blacksphere, the facegodis strange, opens mouth the speechalsoto have the wine taste, „boy, you know that ifunsurprisingly, the yourecordedsecondlucky fellow.”
老巴顿凑过来,喝完酒大鼻子红彤彤的,看了看黑色圆球,脸神怪异,张嘴说话还有酒味,“男孩,你知道么,要是不出意外,你是有记载的第二个幸运儿。”„What do you mean?”
“什么意思?”
„ Inme a more than ten th time, probably195severalyears, hears a newsfrom the broadcast, canrememberby the present.
“在我十几岁时候,大概一九五几年,从广播里听到一则消息,到现在还能记得。
A Alabamawomanwas poundedby the meteorite, the meteoritewearing outrooffallson the radio, thenshootstoherabdomen, delimitsto make a debutmore than tencentimeterswound.
阿拉巴马州一位妇女被陨石砸到了,陨石穿破屋顶掉在收音机上,然后弹到她腹部,划出道十几厘米长的伤口。In the broadcastsaid that since shehas been the human civilizationhas the recordmeteorite of firstby the person who pounds, before possiblyseveralminutes, youbecamesecond. ”
广播上说她是人类文明有记载以来第一位被陨石砸到的人,很可能几分钟前,你成了第二位。”„? Every year do tens of thousandsmeteors, poundto have been toone?”Han Xuanwas still taking as bad lucka moment ago, does not wantsoto be unexpectedly hapless.
“啊?每年有几万颗流星,就砸到过一个?”韩宣刚才还在自认倒霉,没想竟然这么倒霉。Covers the calf, does not rejoicelikeherinjured, but the pitifulpine treebrokeseveralforks, shared the impulsethanks tothem, ifinclinesmore than tenmetersto pound on againdirectly, it is estimated that must first be bornby the person of being battered to deathhonorably......
捂住小腿,庆幸没像她那样受伤,只是可怜的松树断了几根枝叉,多亏它们分担了冲击力,要是再倾斜十几米直接砸头上,估计第一位被砸死的人就要光荣诞生了......„Un, issuchunlucky.” The oldPattonattempttouchesthatmeteorite, but also is a little hot, butin the range that canaccept, the touchstone, the surfacehas the concave-convexfeelinglikely.
“嗯,就是这么倒霉。”老巴顿尝试摸那颗陨石,还有点烫,但在能接受的范围里,触感像石头,表面有凹凸感。Martinezsaid: „Puts, perhapsPatton, has the radiation!”马丁内兹说道:“放下来,巴顿,或许有辐射!”„Do not listen tohimto talk nonsense, onmaterialEarth that the meteoriteincludesbasicallyalsohas, only ifbumps into the uraniumand so onspecialmeteorite. Andersonargued,asks to come to seewitholdPatton, „ obviouslyis an ordinarystony meteorite.”
“别听他瞎说,陨石含有的物质地球上基本也有,除非碰到铀之类的特殊陨石。安德森辩解,伸手跟老巴顿要来看看,“明显是块普通的石陨石。”Father Handid not feel relieved,persuaded: „Firstlets loose, asks the expertto ask that saidagain......”韩父不怎么放心,劝说道:“还是先放开吧,找专家问问再说......”Theydiscussedaroundthismeteorite, the spacemeteor showeris still continuing.
他们围绕这颗陨石谈论,天上流星雨还在继续。Exceptionallybeautiful, sometimesoccasionallyis more crowded, for severalminutescannot see, more than half an hour had passed, altogethercanhave more than 80.
一道道异常美丽,偶尔密集些,有时候几分钟也看不到,半小时过去,总共能有八十多颗。At this moment, in the airpresentscompared withothermeteorthickseveraltimes of big fellow, the person of watchingcalls out in alarmmakes noise!
就在这时,空中出现道比其他流星粗几倍的大家伙,观赏的人惊叫出声!Suddenlytime, againbangloud sound!
眨眼时间,再次轰隆巨响!Gathers very farplacewith the villa, presented a small-scalemushroom cloud, the groundshook.......
和别墅相聚很远的地方,出现朵小型蘑菇云,地面都抖了抖.......„! Alsocome!”
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