半个法郎的小费
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若瑟夫认出落魄的叔叔于勒,怀着同情悄悄多给了他半个法郎的小费。
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My father gave me five francs, 我父亲给了我五法郎,
and I walked over to the old man. 我朝那位老人走了过去。
"How much do we owe you, sir?" “先生,我们该付您多少钱?”
I asked. 我问道。
I wanted to say, "Uncle." 我本来想叫他“叔叔”。
"Two francs fifty," he replied. “两法郎五十,”他回答道。
I handed him the coin, and he gave me my change. 我把硬币递给他,他找了零钱给我。
I looked at his hands, 我看着他的双手,
the wrinkled hands of a poor old sailor, 那是一个穷苦老水手长满皱纹的手,
and at his face, old and miserable, sad and beaten down. 又看着他的脸,苍老憔悴,满是凄凉与沧桑。
And I said to myself, That's my uncle. 我心里想,这就是我叔叔。
My father's brother. 我父亲的亲兄弟。
My uncle. 我的亲叔叔。
I gave him half a franc as a tip. 我给了他半法郎当小费。
"God bless you, young man," he said, “上帝保佑你,年轻人,”他说,
in the voice of a poor man receiving charity. 声音就像一个接受施舍的穷苦人。
A small kindness can be the most honest thing a person does all day. 一点微小的善意,或许是一个人一天里做过的最真诚的事。
I went back to my family. 我回到了家人身边。
"Was it three francs?" “是三法郎吗?”
my mother asked. 我母亲问。
"Two francs fifty," I said. “两法郎五十,”我说,
"And I gave him half a franc as a tip." “我还给了他半法郎当小费。”