所以,十五年了,我还是总得到那古园里去,去它的老树下或荒草边或颓墙旁,去默坐,去呆想,去推开耳边的嘈杂理一理纷乱的思绪,去窥看自己的心魂。十五年中,这古园的形体被不能理解它的人肆意雕琢,幸好有些东西是任谁也不能改变它的。
And so, for fifteen years, I had to go to this old park, go under the old trees or next to the neglected weeds or beside the dilapidated walls, sit in silence or think blankly, break through the feelings of chaotic disarray that were all around me, and peep at my soul. In fifteen years, people who didn’t understand this old park had wantonly altered some of its design and structure. Fortunately, there were some things that no one could change about it.
譬如祭坛石门中的落日,寂静的光辉平铺的一刻,地上的每一个坎坷都被映照得灿烂;譬如在园中最为落寞的时间,一群雨燕便出来高歌,把天地都叫喊得苍凉;譬如冬天雪地上孩子的脚印,总让人猜想他们是谁,曾在哪儿做过些什么、然后又都到哪儿去了;
For example, when the setting sun moves to the spot inside the stone arch of the altar, its rays spread across the ground and each rough spot on the ground is resplendent in the sunshine; or at the loneliest time in the park, a flock of swallows comes out and sings, their desolate song filling the space between heaven and earth; or the footprints children make in the snow in the wintertime, always leading people to wonder who they are, what they are doing there, and where they are going;
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