When my tired legs do not allow me walk。。。 give me your hand。。。 the same way I did when you gave your first steps。
And when someday I say to you that I do not want to live anymore。。。 that I want to die。。。 do not get angry。。。 some day you will understand。。。 Try to understand that my age is not lived but survived4。
Some day you will discover that； despite my mistakes； I always wanted the best thing for you and that I tried to prepare the way for you。。。
You must not feel sad； angry or impotent5 for seeing me near you。 You must be next to me； try to understand me and to help me as I did it when you started living。 Help me to walk。。。 help me to end my way with love and patience。 I will pay you by a smile and by the immense love I have had always for you。
I love you son。。。
Your father
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和猫的对话（1）
希拉里·白洛克
那天，我走进火车站的一个酒吧，要了一杯啤酒，独自坐了下来，开始思索，我想人类的孤独感是一种必然，也是一种悲惨。刚开始我想到自然界存在着某种必然，并因此感到欣慰，但是我继而想到不能这样想，人类的灵魂需要其他的东西。我用了好长时间思索其他的词汇，这时，命运之神或是某个福星把一只茶色且油光闪亮的长毛猫送到我的面前。
如果说每个国家都有属于自己的猫，那么英国人的猫是最好的，因为它们最快活最友善。但是，我遇到的这只猫，就算是与英国猫相比，也是格外聪明和友善——尤其是友善。它轻轻一跳，跳到了我的腿上，安稳地卧在那里，用它那可爱的右前爪小心翼翼地触到了我的胳膊，算是自我介绍，它的目光可爱而无暇，看了我一眼，接着偷偷地微笑了一下，算是接受我了。
受到这样的亲近问候，没有人会不做出反应。所以我竟然伸出手去抚摩阿玛西亚（我正是因为这个名字才有了这番幻想），尽管我的动作是出于尊重和对陌生人的礼貌，但很快我们之间产生了亲密感，我为在西南部99路的地铁终点站，找到这样的好朋友而高兴。然后，我从抚摸变到说话（当然是以恰当的方式），我说：“阿玛西亚，最漂亮的猫，你想得到爱抚，为什么偏偏选中我呢？你认为我是所有生灵的朋友吗？还是你自己特别孤单（尽管我知道你的可爱的家离此不远）？还是因为动物和人类一样拥有同情心？那么你为什么要这样做呢？会不会因为我太傻了，问这样的问题，却不愿意接受上帝赐予的美好事物呢？”
阿玛西亚回应了我提出的问题，它咕噜咕噜地叫着，闭着眼睛，对我们的相遇表示非常惊喜。
“阿玛西亚，你永远都不会离开我的。”我说，“你睡吧，我要陪在你的身边，永远坐在这里，我把你抱在怀里，任你做最美丽的梦，没有任何东西能够将咱们分离，我的阿玛西亚。我是你的人，你是我的猫，从现在一直到最完美的安宁。”
接着，阿玛西亚再次站起来，轻盈、小心地跳到地板上，那动作可爱得犹如波浪。它就这样慢悠悠地离去了，头也不回。它另有打算，当它端庄地走到它要找的门时，一个矮小且另人讨厌的人弯下身去抚摸它的头后部，还一边说着：“猫咪，猫咪。” 它甚至没有看他一眼，只是蹭蹭他的腿，以表达他单纯而深沉的爱，并以此来表达友谊的圣洁与不朽。
A Conversation with a Cat
Hilaire Belloc
The other day I went into the bar of a railway station and； taking a glass of beer； I sat down at a little table by myself to meditate upon the necessary but tragic isolation of the human soul。 I began my meditations1 by consoling myself with the truth that something in mon runs through all nature； but I went on to consider that this cut no ice； and that the heart needed something more。 I might by long research have discovered some third term a little les hackneyed than these two； when fate； or some other fostering star； sent me a tawny silky； long…haired cat。
If it be true that nations have the cats they deserve； then the English people deserve well in cats； for there are none so prosperous or so friendly in the world。 But even for an English cat this cat was exceptionally friendly and fine—especially friendly。 It leapt at one graceful bound into my lap； nestled there； put out an engaging right front paw to touch my arm with a pretty timidity by way of introduction； rolled up at me an eye of bright but innocent affection； and then smiled a secret smile of approval。txt电子书分享平台
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No man could be so timid after such an approach as not to make some manner of response。 So did I。 I even took the liberty of stroking Amathea （for by that name did I receive this vision）； and though I began this gesture in a respectful fashion； after the best models of polite deportment2 with strangers； I was soon lending it some warmth； for I was touched to find that I had a friend； yes； even here； at the ends of the tubes in Southwest 99。 I proceeded （as is right） from caress to speech； and said； “Amathea； most beautiful of cats； why have you deigned to single me out for so much favour？ Did you recognize in me a friend to all that breathes； or were you yourself suffering from loneliness （though I take it you are near your own dear home）； or is there pity in the hearts of animals as there is in the hearts of some humans？ What； then； was your motive？ Or am I； indeed； foolish to ask； and not rather to take whatever good es to me in whatever way from the gods？”
To these questions Amathea answered with a loud purring noise； expressing with closed eyes of ecstasy her delight in the encounter。
“You will never leave me； Amathea；” I said。 “I will respect your sleep and we will sit here together through all uncounted time； I holding you in my arms and you dreaming of the fields of Paradise。 Nor shall anything part us； Amathea； you are my cat and I am your human。 Now and onwards into the fullness of peace。”
Then it was that Amathea lifted herself once more； and with delicate； discreet； unweighted movement of perfect limbs leapt lightly to the floor as lovely as a wave。 She walked slowly away from me without so much as looking back over her shoulder； she had another purpose in her mind； and as she so gracefully and so majestically neared the door which she was seeking； a short； unpleasant man standing at the bar said； “Puss； Puss； Puss！” and stooped to scratch her gently behind the ear。 With what a wealth of singular affection； pure and profound； did she not gaze up at him； and then rub herself against his leg in token and external expression of a sacramental friendship that should never die。
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看不见的微笑
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道森先生是一个脾气很怪的老头，这在镇上是众所周知的事。孩子们都害怕去他的院子里摘美味的苹果，因为大家都说道森会拿着气枪追着打进了院子的人。
星期五那天，珍妮特和艾米走近道森先生家时，他如往常一样眉头紧锁地望着她们，可是当他认出艾米时，便立刻微笑着问候道：“你好，艾米小姐，今天和朋友在一起啊。”
艾米也微笑着回答他，今晚她们要一起过夜、听音乐、玩游戏。道森先生说，这听起来很有趣，还从他的树上给她们每个人摘了新鲜的苹果。她们兴奋地收下了——道森先生家的苹果是镇上最美味的。
走远后，珍妮特问：“每个人都说他是镇上最吝啬的人，可他为什么对我们这么好呢？”
艾米解释说，她第一次路过道森家时，他很不友好，艾米很怕他，可她假定道森脸上有一种别人看不见的微笑，所以她总是微笑着面对他。过了一段时间之后，有一天，道森也冲她挤出了微笑。
后来过了很久，他才开始绽放出真正的笑容，还开始与她交谈，一开始仅仅是“你好”，后来慢慢地话就多了。艾米说他现在总是给她苹果，而且一直很友好。
“看不见的微笑？”珍妮特问。
“是的，” 艾米回答说，“奶奶告诉我，只要我装作一点也不惧怕，假装道森先生正在对我绽露他看不见的微笑，同时我也冲他微笑，他迟早会绽露出真正的笑容。奶奶说微笑是可以传染的。”
如果我们记住艾米的奶奶说过的话，每个人都有看不见的微笑，我们就会发现，其实大多数�