我的那把椅子

类别：独处

讲述一把陪伴作者十一年的旧扶手椅，以及它所带来的归属感与专属慰藉。

时长 59 秒 · 语速 134 wpm

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In our living room, there's a brown armchair by the window. 我们家客厅窗边有一把棕色单人沙发。

Nobody in my family sits in it. 家里谁也不坐那儿。

It's my chair. 那是我的专属椅子。

I've read in it for eleven years. 我坐在那把椅子上看书，看了十一年。

I've had my morning coffee in it, and fallen asleep in it, 我在那儿喝过早晨的咖啡，也在那儿睡着过，

and once, I cried in it for an hour. 还有一次，我坐在那儿哭了一个小时。

The cushion has a dip in the middle. 椅垫中间凹下去了一块。

That's me. 那就是我的印记。

I made that, slowly, like water makes a hole in a stone. 是我一点点磨出来的，就像水滴穿石一样。

When I sit down, I don't sit on the chair. 我坐下的时候，不是坐在椅子上，

I sit into it. 而是陷进属于我的位置里。

Last week, my little nephew climbed up there. 上周，我的小侄子爬了上去。

Everyone in the room went quiet. 屋里所有人一下子都安静了。

He looked around, confused. 他一脸茫然地环顾四周。

"That's Uncle's chair," my daughter whispered. “那是叔叔的椅子，”我女儿小声说。

He got down. 他就下来了。

I didn't say anything. 我什么也没说。

But I'll admit it. 但我得承认，

I was pleased. 我心里挺得意的。

There's a place in this world shaped exactly like me. 这个世界上，有一个地方的形状正正好好就是我。