一块八毛七

类别:文学

圣诞节前夕,德拉数着辛苦攒下的一块八毛七分钱,因无钱给丈夫买礼物而伤心痛哭。

时长 45 秒 · 语速 174 wpm

字幕原文

One dollar and eighty-seven cents. 一块八毛七分钱。

That was all. 就这么多了。

And sixty cents of it was in pennies, 其中有六毛还全是一分一分的硬币,

saved one or two at a time by bargaining with the grocer and the butcher until her cheeks burned. 那是她跟杂货铺老板和肉贩子死命砍价,争得满脸通红,才一分两分硬攒下来的。

Three times Della counted it. 德拉前前后后数了三遍。

One dollar and eighty-seven cents. 还是一块八毛七分钱。

And the next day would be Christmas. 而明天就是圣诞节了。

There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and cry. 眼下显然别无他法,只能一头栽在那张破旧的小沙发上痛哭一场。

So Della did. 德拉也确实这么做了。

Life, she thought, is made up of sobs, 她心想,生活无非就是由啜泣、

sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles in the lead. 抽搭和微笑揉捏而成的,而且大部分时间都在抽抽搭搭。

When she finally stopped, 等她终于止住了眼泪,

she stood by the window and looked out at a gray cat walking along a gray fence in a gray backyard. 便站在窗前,呆呆地望着灰蒙蒙的后院里,一只灰猫正沿着灰色的栅栏走过。

Tomorrow was Christmas Day. 明天就是圣诞节了。

And she had exactly one dollar and eighty-seven cents to buy Jim a present. 而她全身上下就只有这一块八毛七分钱,来给吉姆买件礼物。