盘萦在天涯

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编者按：薄暮时候，清冷的夜景,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]
Children's Stories
by Margo Fallis
Happiness Is Where We Look For It

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Rabiah was a small boy with messy, long, brown hair that hung over his deep brown eyes. His skin was olive brown and seemed tightly wrapped around his bones, and he was very thin.
Rabiah lived in the desert. As a Bedouin boy, he spent most of his time herding goats. His family lived in a black tent made of camel and goat hair. It kept them warm in the winter. When summer arrived and the temperature soared, all they had to do was open the flaps on the tent and a breeze would blow through, keeping them cool.
He didn’t have a television, or a car, and he didn’t even have a refrigerator, but he did have his very own camel. Her name was Jasmine. His father had given him the camel when he was very young. Now he was ten. He and Jasmine were always together. Since Rabiah was small, he fit perfectly on Jasmine’s hump, once he was up there. It was difficult for him to get up by himself. His father used to have to help him, but now Jasmine simply got down on her knees and allowed him to climb on.，引发了作者善感的情愫。那冷峻而绮丽的笔调，诉尽了作者的情怀。用词讲求,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]，感情深厚。　　当夕阳日渐消瘦，这黑夜也就伺机而来了。在眨眼之间,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]，盘萦在天涯的最后一朵娇花：她是那样的蜜意用彩虹般的眉梢传情，多少有才干的人拜倒在她脚下，她对每个人都有情感,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]
Children's Stories
by Margo Fallis
Happiness Is Where We Look For It

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Rabiah was a small boy with messy, long, brown hair that hung over his deep brown eyes. His skin was olive brown and seemed tightly wrapped around his bones, and he was very thin.
Rabiah lived in the desert. As a Bedouin boy, he spent most of his time herding goats. His family lived in a black tent made of camel and goat hair. It kept them warm in the winter. When summer arrived and the temperature soared, all they had to do was open the flaps on the tent and a breeze would blow through, keeping them cool.
He didn’t have a television, or a car, and he didn’t even have a refrigerator, but he did have his very own camel. Her name was Jasmine. His father had given him the camel when he was very young. Now he was ten. He and Jasmine were always together. Since Rabiah was small, he fit perfectly on Jasmine’s hump, once he was up there. It was difficult for him to get up by himself. His father used to have to help him, but now Jasmine simply got down on her knees and allowed him to climb on.，却被黑夜执拗地怀抱在天穹深处。
　　夜，是寒冷的夜：冷风梭梭，百鸟沉静，流水照旧潺潺。而，我却爱好这样的夜。一个人的天地最是惬意啊！严寒追着如同扫把挥扫尘土，人们也纷纭躲着她。是的，人们惧怕她，犹如对死亡一样胆怯。死,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]，永远属于咱们。犹如晚霞，又有多少人情愿在她的怀里窒息？怕是无数吧！道不尽的愁怅,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]
Children's Stories
by Margo Fallis
Happiness Is Where We Look For It

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Rabiah was a small boy with messy, long, brown hair that hung over his deep brown eyes. His skin was olive brown and seemed tightly wrapped around his bones, and he was very thin.
Rabiah lived in the desert. As a Bedouin boy, he spent most of his time herding goats. His family lived in a black tent made of camel and goat hair. It kept them warm in the winter. When summer arrived and the temperature soared, all they had to do was open the flaps on the tent and a breeze would blow through, keeping them cool.
He didn’t have a television, or a car, and he didn’t even have a refrigerator, but he did have his very own camel. Her name was Jasmine. His father had given him the camel when he was very young. Now he was ten. He and Jasmine were always together. Since Rabiah was small, he fit perfectly on Jasmine’s hump, once he was up there. It was difficult for him to get up by himself. His father used to have to help him, but now Jasmine simply got down on her knees and allowed him to climb on.，随同漫漫黑夜与是千年了。“我的妻子，你是那样的自持可恶啊！千年的爱，传播至今。然而，恨却彷徨在我的心中。你爱着我（我坚信）也爱着其余和我一样的流落者。”当这爱与恨的暴露，那末，又有了“苍穹啊！多少人在你的怀里陶醉啊！多少个惬意？多少寂寥？”夜，我对你却只有无穷依附。
　　柳树啊！黑夜中，你可把你自己看明白了？
　　“是的，不比此时更使我看清本人了，千年等候不也是一梦吗？”
　　风啊！黑夜中，你可找到你的归属？
　　“是的，少了喧嚣，我可是听到了自己的心跳了。屋宇的菱角，树木的舞姿，流水的潺情，山脊的怒吼，哪一个不是我的上帝？他们制作了我，却把我的自在软禁，没有了自己的意志。我的泪水曾多少次灌溉他们磐石般的心,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]，盼望有朝一日长出芬芳，却是徒劳千年。我的爱却也只能化做泪水灌溉所爱了。有时,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]，我被命与“携带芳香的使者”,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]，对此，我有着无数欢乐。有时，人们也叫我为“捣毁和逝世神”，这我有什么好说的。”
　　听完柳树与风的千年情爱，我不禁泪流满面。多少爱身不禁己，多少情注定只能风抚柳树般擦肩而过：那一刹，彼此默默的眼神似与千年了。
　　那末，夜，就使我在你的怀里哭个够。不是伤心，是激动。这份安静跟着闪光，怕与是千年前的那夜了。夜，仍旧夜。

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盘萦在天涯