<p class="ql-block">最早聽到《追憶似水年華》這部作品是在大學期間的“外國文學”選修課上，那是上個世紀八十年代。彈指一揮間，似水流年。我也開啟追憶似水年華之旅，A la recherche du temps perdu (In Search of Lost Time) …</p> <p class="ql-block">《追憶似水年華》 (節(jié)選)</p><p class="ql-block">馬塞爾-普魯斯特</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">我的視力得到恢復，我驚訝地發(fā)現(xiàn)周圍原來漆黑一片，這黑暗固然使我的眼睛十分受用，但也許更使我的心情感到親切而安詳；它簡直像是沒有來由、莫名其妙的東西，名副其實地讓人摸不到頭腦。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">我不知道那時幾點鐘了；我聽到火車鳴笛的聲音，忽遠忽近，就像林中鳥兒的囀鳴，標明距離的遠近。汽笛聲中，我仿佛看到一片空曠的田野，匆匆的旅人趕往附近的車站；他走過的小路將在他的心頭留下難以磨滅的回憶，因為陌生的環(huán)境，不尋常的行止，不久前的交談，以及在這靜謐之夜 仍縈繞在 他耳畔的 異鄉(xiāng)燈下 的話別，還有回家后即將享受到的溫暖，這一切使他心緒激蕩。</p> <p class="ql-block">(at the same time) my sight would return and I would be astonished to find myself in a state of darkness, pleasant and restful for the eyes, and even more, perhaps, for my mind, to which it appeared incomprehensible, without a cause, a matter dark indeed.</p><p class="ql-block">I would ask myself what o'clock it could be; I could hear the whistling of trains, which, now nearer and now farther off, punctuating the distance like the note of a bird in a forest, showed me in perspective the deserted countryside through which a traveller would be hurrying towards the nearest station: the path that he followed being fixed for ever in his memory by the general excitement due to being in a strange place, to doing unusual things, to the last words of conversation, to farewells exchanged beneath an unfamiliar lamp which echoed still in his ears amid the silence of the night; and to the delightful prospect of being once again at home.</p><p class="ql-block">(translated by C. K. Scott Moncrieff, 1922)</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p> <p class="ql-block">中英文誦讀及圖片攝影：志長，文字工作者，熱愛文學</p>