瑞普·凡·温克尔

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Rip Van Winkle was the friendliest man in his little village in the Catskill Mountains. 瑞普·凡·温克尔是他那座卡茨基尔小山村里最热心肠的人。

He'd help any neighbor, play with any child, 邻居有事他准帮，哪个孩子找他玩他也都陪着，

and go fishing with anyone who asked. 只要有人叫他去钓鱼，他随叫随到。

The only work he avoided was his own. 他唯一偷懒不干的，就是自家的活儿。

His farm was a mess, his fences were falling down, 自家农场乱成一团，篱笆倒得七零八落，

and his wife never stopped scolding him. 老婆嘴里更是没完没了地数落他。

One autumn day, escaping her nagging, 一个秋天，为了躲老婆的唠叨，

he wandered up into the mountains with his dog and his gun. 他带着狗、扛着枪，一个人溜达到了深山里。

There he came across a band of strange little men in old-fashioned clothes, 在那儿，他碰见了一群穿着古怪老式衣服的小矮人，

bowling in total silence. 正一声不吭地打着保龄球。

They offered him a drink. 他们请他喝了杯酒。

He had one, then another, and fell into a deep sleep. 他喝了一杯又一杯，接着就沉沉地睡着了。

When he woke up, his gun was rusted, 等他醒来时，手里的枪已经锈迹斑斑，

his dog was gone, and his beard was a foot long. 狗不知去向，胡子也足足长了一尺长。

He staggered back to the village. 他跌跌撞撞地走回村里。

Nobody knew him. 结果谁也不认得他了。

The inn had a new name, 旅店换了新招牌，

the king's portrait had been replaced by George Washington's, 墙上的国王画像换成了乔治·华盛顿，

and people were arguing about elections. 大家伙儿都在热火朝天地争论选举的事。

He had slept for twenty years, straight through a revolution. 他这一觉竟然睡了二十年，直接睡过了一场大革命。

His wife was dead; his children were grown. 老婆早就过世了，孩子们也都长大成人。

And Rip, being Rip, 不过瑞普终究还是那个瑞普，

soon settled happily back onto his bench outside the inn. 没多久，他又乐呵呵地坐回了旅店门外的长椅上。

The world doesn't pause while we're not paying attention. 在我们走神的时候，世界可不会停下来等我们。

It just quietly carries on without us. 它只会悄无声息地，自顾自地往前走。