"Home for the Holidays" 是一首在美國電台常播的聖誕歌, 內容講述每過住在不同美國州份的人都渴望回到自已的家過聖誕的心情。 希望大家喜歡首歌和短文。
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"So that's what you eat in your home town? that's delicious!" Terry, with his tail swing from left to right rapidly, sounded more like his exaggeration is still not good enough to say how much he liked the soup made from my secret home town recipe. The sense of steam and smell of tomato mix with other spices were floating around the room...
in a trench.
“你住的村子的人都會做這個嗎? 很好吃喲~!” 泰利用誇張的語氣大聲說, 而且尾巴像毛擦一樣狂熱的左右搖擺, 彷佛肢體語言比起他的言詞更能夠表達他對我那鍋用村子的秘製食譜做出來的濃湯的愛。溫暖的水蒸氣伴隨著蕃茄與香料的氣味在房間中環繞, 而一小部份更隨著氣流飄出門外…
流到戰坑之中。
"Oh man! Thanks for the soup!" Terry licked the last drop on his spoon as he stands up from the ground, with the empty bowl on his paw. "Just leave the bowls and pots there, I will clean it up after I reported to captain" Then he pushed open the rotten door of the room, walked out into the cold air of winter with his M16.
“好兄弟! 先謝過你的湯啦, ” 泰利在從地上站起來時把湯匙在舔了舔, 然後放到手上空空如也的湯碗 “我還得要和隊長報告, 那些東西我待會會回來清理的。”然後他就連狼帶碗推開了有點霉爛的門, 順爪把AK47掛到身上走向戶外的冷空氣之中。
There really weren't that many things to clean up, other than the empty pot that were used to boil water and cook soup, the cutting board with an army knife laying on top, the skins piled from the garlic and other left over, plus the spices jars, all sitting on the dirty trench floor. The place I was standing cannot be technically called "a room", but rather looked more like a cave because it is slightly underground. After I packed everything back into a small backpack that was used just for food and supply storage, I carried it out of the room and took a deep breath of the air of Christmas...
on the battlefield.
除了那個用來燒水煮湯用的鐵鍋, 鉆板, 軍用刀, 和一些廚餘及香料外, 房間裹實在沒什麼好清理的…不過嚴格來說我現在身處的地方應該稱作 “土洞” 比較正確, 畢竟在戰坑裹房間都建在地底的。當我把所有東西清潔好放進一個包袱後, 我也像泰利一樣…
踏進聖誕節的戰場。
The observational post #71 stood silently in three quarters of a mile away back from the trenches, and it more or less resemble to the little clock tower in my home town. When I was young I use to play around the market under the clock tower, and when the bell sounded 5 times in a row I know it is time for me to be home. My family also has a little Christmas tradition about the clock tower - we would sit soundlessly in the living room a few minute before 12 o'clock at Dec 24th, and listen to the sounds from the clock tower at 12 PM. Then we would say Merry Christmas to each other than go to bed. Our family loved the peacefulness in the air as we wait for the bell, as if we were longing for Jesus Claus coming into our door and bring us joy and light.
第 71 號觀望台平靜的站在戰坑三份之四英里後的地方, 而我很難不去把那個觀望台看成我村子裹的小鐘樓。在我還是小狼的時候, 鄰家的小孩都愛到鐘樓下的市場追逐玩耍, 而父母也會和家裡的小獸約法三章, 要在聽到五次連續的鐘聲時開始回家。我們家裡在聖誕節的時候更有一個傳統 - 就是在平安夜的午夜前數分鐘一起坐在客廳中, 靜靜的等待鐘樓傳來的十二下鐘聲, 然後在互相道賀後上床睡覺。我知家人都很喜歡等待鐘聲時的平靜, 而那種平安的感覺就像耶穌很快就會踏進正門, 給有罪的獸寬恕, 給受難的獸安慰。
Next day in the morning, my mother will make us soup - the same soup I just made in that dirty room - for everyone in the house as our breakfast. Then we will go to the church with friends and neighbor, wishing Merry Christmas to each other and sing Christmas tones that will never get bored or old. At noon, the adults will be busy in the house making cookies or preparing Christmas dinner, and kids like me will play with other kids on the snowy ground. God blessed the wolves, for I don't have to worry about cold because of my thick fur, and strong senses so I can dodge flying snow balls...
and bullets.
第二天早上, 母親會一早起床為屋子裹的獸煮熱湯 - 和我剛剛弄的熱湯一樣 - 配上麵包和紅茶當早餐。然後我們一家會和鄰居朋友一起到教堂聽福音, 路上我們還一起唱聖誕歌呢…中午的時候, 成年獸們都會在屋裹忙著弄餅乾和預備聖誕大餐, 而我們這群小獸會到屋外的雪地上玩. 感謝上帝保佑, 狼族的毛髮在雪花打在身上時也不覺得寒冷, 而狼族的敏銳感覺更可以用來躲避飛來的雪球…
和子彈。
Good thing I didn't let my guard down as I was staring at the observational post, I almost got hit by an 5.56 right in the skull if I didn't dodge before hand. I immediately lay down and have the height of the trench as cover, while taking out my pistol and finish off my opponent on the other sides...
還好我在晃神的時候及時拉回現實, 要不然腦袋就被下一秒射過來的 5.56 步槍子彈打爆了。我馬上滾到身旁比較深的戰坑做掩護, 與此同時把手槍拔出, 精準的向剛剛子彈飛來的角度開了兩槍…
like a snowball fight.
I felt like I went back home for Christmas.
就像玩雪戰一樣,
我覺得我又回到家裹過聖誕了。
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祝各位有一個溫暖的聖誕節。
P.S. 英文時式和文法有誤, 但我懶得改了 = P
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