Yu Kwang-chung

作品原文 余光中 《呼唤》 就像小的时候 在屋后的那一片菜花田里 一直玩到天黑 太阳下山，汗已吹冷 总似乎听见，远远 母亲喊我 吃晚饭的声音 可以想见晚年 太阳下山，汗已吹冷 五千年深的古屋里 就亮起一盏灯 就传来一声呼叫 比小时候更安慰，动人 远远，喊我回家去     作品译文 The Call Yu Kwang-chung Just as, in my childhood, Across that field of flowering rapes Behind the old house, I trotted on and on till dark, When sun was set and cold was sweat, And seemed to hear from afar Mother's voice calling me To come home for supper, Imagine how in my age, When sun is set and cold is sweat, There from the house of 5000 years A lamp by the window is seen And a voice is heard, Even more soothing and moving Than in my childhood, Calling me to come home.

作品原文 余光中 《致读者》 一千个故事是一个故事 那主题永远是一个主题 永远是一个羞耻和荣誉 当我说中国时我只是说 有这么一个人：像我像他像你     作品译文 To the Reader Yu Kwang-chung A thousand stories make one story; The theme forever same's thee theme, Forever the shame and the glory; When I say China I only mean Such as myself and you and him.

作品原文 余光中 《听瓶记》 一直以为全世界所有的瓶 都是空的，无所用心 直到有一天俯向瓶口 惊闻全世界所有的声音 都在瓶底回荡又回荡 听不厌，隐隐浑圆的妙响 亦如我心底澄澈的宁静 原是举世滔滔 逆耳旋来的千般噪音     作品译文     Listening to a Bottle Yu Kwang-chung Always had I imagined that all bottles Were empty and mindless Until one day I leaned to a bottle's mouth, Surprised to hear the whole world Whirling and whirling inside Into a rounded perfect song, Just as the clear serenity That settles to the bottom of my mind Was but the world's turbulent din That fell whirling and dashing Shrill against my victim ear.