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这是漓江那版的序言吧?
《在路上》的叙述确实有点冗长,不过这本书是恺鲁亚克在服用迷幻药后以三周的时间写出来的~~~有点缺陷可以原谅
怎么说呢,这本书有一种动人心魄的力量,它告诉读者,在那样一个年代,有那样一群人,在那样的活着(有点像废话~)
《在路上》无比抒情的结尾堪称经典:
我总喜欢坐在年久失修的破败河堤上,眺望新泽西上方辽阔无垠的天空,仿佛看到一片荒芜的山野连绵起伏,气势非凡,高高在西海岸耸立。道路向着那儿延伸,人们无不憧憬它的富饶和神秘。我知道就在现在,在衣阿华州,孩子们一定在放声恸哭,可谁都无动于衷。今晚,星星眼看就要消逝,还有人不知道上帝就是那精疲力竭的大熊星座吗?不等夜色完全降临,笼罩河川、山峰,最后将海岸遮掩,给大地带来安宁,星星就将渐渐隐没,向草原倾泻余晖。除了在孤独中悲惨地衰老下去,我相信,没有谁会知道将会发生什么。我怀念狄安.莫里亚蒂,我甚至还想念他的父亲老狄安.莫里亚蒂,我们从没能找到他。我怀念狄安.莫里亚蒂。
So in America when the sun goes down and I sit on the old broken-down river pier watching the long, long skies over New Jersey and sense all that raw land that rolls in one unbelievable huge bulge over to the West Coast, and all that road going, all the people dreaming in the immensity of it, and in Iowa I know by now the children must be crying in the land where they let the children cry, and tonight the stars’ll be out, and don’t you know that God is Pooh Bear? The evening star must be drooping and shedding her sparkler dims on the prairie, which is just before the coming of complete night that blesses the earth, darkens all rivers, cups the peaks and folds the final shore in, and nobody, nobody knows what’s going to happen to anybody besides the forlorn rags of growing old, I think of Dean Moriarty, I even think of Old Dean Moriarty the father we never found, I think of Dean Moriarty. |
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