<p class="ql-block">年轻时的爱情，总是最干净、最纯粹的。</p><p class="ql-block">不谈条件，不计得失，只因你是你，我便愿意把整个世界都给你。</p><p class="ql-block">少安与润叶，就是这样走进彼此生命里的。</p><p class="ql-block">他们一起走过黄土高原的四季，看过春天的马兰花、夏天的河水、秋天的黄土坡、冬天的白雪。那时候的他们，不懂世俗的算计，也不知道未来有多难，只觉得牵着手，就能走到天涯。</p><p class="ql-block">可人生，总有一些无法抗拒的力量——贫富的差距、家庭的阻隔、现实的重量。</p><p class="ql-block">当他们站在命运的岔路口，唯有各自转身。彼此不曾说过怨，也不曾责怪，只把那份情藏在心底，像一朵永不凋谢的花。</p><p class="ql-block">这种爱情，也许不能相守到老，却会在记忆里，亮一辈子。</p><p class="ql-block">它的美，在于不掺杂任何利益；它的痛，在于无法抵御现实的风霜。正因如此，它才会穿越岁月，被一次次写进文学，被一次次读到落泪。</p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><br></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b>🎙️中文朗读：Sandy Zhang</b></p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;">《平凡的世界》</p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;">（节选）</p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;">作者：路遥</p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><br></p><p class="ql-block">少安和润叶相跟着，沿着原西河畔的一条小路，往河上游的方向走着。他们沉浸在明媚的春光中，心情无限地美妙。这倒使他们一时没有说什么话。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“你走慢一点嘛!我都撵不上你了!” 润叶终于扬起脸对少安笑着说。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">少安只好把自己的两条长腿放慢一点，说: “我山里洼里跑惯了，走得太慢急得不行。”</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“呀，你快看!” 润叶指着前面的一个草坡，大声喊叫起来。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">少安停住脚步，向她手指的地方望去。他什么也没看见。他奇怪地问:“什么?”</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“马兰花!看，蓝格莹莹的!”</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">少安还以为是什么了不起的事哩。原来是几朵马兰花。这些野花野草他天天在山里看得多了，没什么稀罕的。润叶已经跑过去，坐在那几丛马兰花的旁边，等他过来。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">他走到她身旁。她说:“咱们在这儿坐一会。”</p><p class="ql-block">他只好坐下来，把两条胳膊抱在胸前，望着草坡下浑黄的原西河平静地流向远方。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">润叶摘了一朵马兰花，在手里摆弄了半天，才吞吞吐吐说:“少安哥，我有个急人事，想对你说一说，让你看怎么办……”</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">少安扭过头，不知道她遇到了什么困难，就急切地等待她说出来。他知道这就是润叶捎话叫他来的那件事。润叶脸红得象发高烧似的，犹豫了一会，才说:“……我二妈家给我瞅了个人家。”</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“什么……人家?” 少安一时反应不过来她说的是什么。“就是……县上一个领导的儿子……” 润叶说着，也不看他，只是红着脸低头摆弄那朵马兰花。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“噢……” 少安这下才明白了。他脑子里首先闪过这样一个概念: 她要结婚了。</p><p class="ql-block">润叶要结婚了? 他在心里又吃惊地自问。</p><p class="ql-block">是的，她要结婚了。他回答自己说。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">他心里顿时涌上一股说不出的味道。他把自己出汗的手轻轻地放在有补钉的腿膝盖上，两只手甚至下意识地带着一种怜悯抚摸着自己的腿膝盖。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">你这是怎了? 唉……</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">他马上意识到他有些不正常。他并且对自己这种情绪很懊恼。他现在应该象大哥一样帮助润叶拿主意才对。她专门叫他到城里来，也正是她信任他，才对他说这事哩!他很快使自己平静和严肃起来，对她说:“这是好事。人家家庭条件好……那个人做什么工作哩?”</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“可我不愿意!”润叶抬起头来，带着一种惊讶和失望的表情望了他一眼。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“不愿意?”少安也不知道如何是好了。不愿意就算了，这又有什么难的哩?“这事主意要你拿哩……”他只好这样说。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“我是问你，你看怎么办?”她抬起头，固执地问他。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">少安简直不明白这是怎么了。他掏出一条纸片，从口袋里捏了一撮烟叶，迅速卷起一支烟棒，点着抽了几口，说:“那你不愿意，不就算了?”</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“人家纠缠我，我……”润叶难受地又低下了头。“纠缠?”少安不能明白，既然女的不同意，男的还纠缠什么哩?城里人的脸怎这么厚?</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“你是个死人……”润叶低着头嘟囔说。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">少安感到很内疚。润叶需要他帮助解决她面临的困难，但他在关键的时候却无能为力。唉，这叫他怎么办呢?要么让他去把纠缠她的那小子捶一顿?可人家是县领导的儿子，再说，他凭什么去捶人家呢?哼!如果将来兰香长大了，有人敢这样，他就敢去捶他个半死!</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">他看见润叶一直难受地低着头，急忙不知怎样安慰她，就急躁地说:“唉，要是小时候，谁敢欺负你，我就早把拳头伸出去了!你不记得，那年咱们在石圪节上高小，有个男同学专意给你身上扔篮球，我把那小子打得鼻子口里直淌血……再说，那时候，你要是看哪个土崖上有朵山丹丹花，或者一钵红酸枣，要我上去给你摘，那我都能让你满意……可现在，可这事……”</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">润叶听他说着，突然用手捂住自己的脸哭了。</p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b>🎙️英文朗读：Sandy Zhang</b></p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;">the excerpt from Ordinary World</p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"> by Lu Yao</p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Shao’an and Runye were walking side by side along a narrow path by the Yuanxi River, heading upstream.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">The spring sunshine was warm, the air fresh, and both of them were in such a good mood that, for a while, they didn’t say a word.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“Hey, slow down! I can’t keep up with you!” Runye finally lifted her face and said with a smile.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Shao’an had to ease his long strides.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“I’m used to running up and down the gullies in the hills. Walking slow makes me itch,” he said.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“Ah—look over there!” Runye pointed ahead to a grassy slope and called out.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Shao’an stopped and looked in the direction she pointed, but saw nothing unusual.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“What?” he asked, puzzled.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“Cress flowers! Look—shiny blue!”</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Shao’an thought it was something big. Turned out it was just a few wild cress flowers. He saw these kinds of wildflowers every day up in the hills—nothing special.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Runye had already run ahead and sat down beside the flowers, waiting for him.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">When he got there, she said, “Let’s sit here for a bit.”</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">He sat down next to her, folding his arms, staring at the muddy-yellow Yuanxi River flowing quietly into the distance.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Runye picked one of the flowers and fiddled with it for a while before finally speaking, hesitating,</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“Shao’an, I got something important to tell you… I want to see what you think I should do.”</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Shao’an turned to look at her, wondering what trouble she’d run into.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">He knew this had to be the thing she mentioned when she sent word for him to come into town.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Her face was as red as if she’d caught a fever. After a moment, she said,</p><p class="ql-block">“…My stepmother’s family found me a match.”</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“A… match?” For a moment, Shao’an didn’t get it.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“It’s… the son of a county leader,” Runye said, still looking down, cheeks flushed, playing with the flower.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“Oh…” Now Shao’an understood. First thought that flashed in his head: She’s getting married.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Runye’s getting married? he asked himself in surprise.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Yeah, she’s getting married, he told himself.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">A strange feeling came over him. He put his sweaty hands on his patched knees, and without thinking, rubbed them a bit, almost like he was feeling sorry for himself.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">What’s wrong with you? he thought. Come on, get a grip.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">He quickly pulled himself together. He should be acting like a big brother, helping her figure things out. She’d asked him here because she trusted him.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">So he forced himself to speak calmly,</p><p class="ql-block">“Well… that’s a good thing. Their family’s well-off… What’s the guy do for work?”</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“I don’t want to,” Runye suddenly looked up, eyes full of surprise and disappointment.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“You don’t want to?” Shao’an was stumped. If she didn’t want to, then just say no—what’s the big deal?</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“It’s your call,” he said at last.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“I’m asking you—what do you think I should do?” she pressed, looking straight at him.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Shao’an really didn’t get it. He pulled a scrap of paper from his pocket, pinched some tobacco, rolled a smoke, lit it, and took a few drags.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“Well, if you don’t want to, then just forget it.”</p><p class="ql-block">“They keep bugging me, I…” Runye lowered her head, clearly upset.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“Bugging you?” Shao’an frowned. If a woman says no, why won’t the guy quit? Were city folks really that shameless?</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">“You’re like a dead man…” Runye muttered.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Shao’an felt guilty. She needed his help, and here he was, not knowing what to do. What—go beat the guy up? But he’s the son of a county leader. And anyway, what right did he have to beat him?</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Hmph! If, someday, Lanxiang grew up and some guy treated her like this, he’d beat him half to death!</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Seeing Runye still sitting there with her head down, he got flustered and said,</p><p class="ql-block">“Back when we were kids, if anyone dared to bully you, I’d throw a punch without thinking! Remember that time in high school in Shigejie, that boy kept chucking a basketball at you on purpose? I punched him till his nose and mouth were bleeding… And remember, if you spotted a lily on some cliff, or a bunch of red hawthorn berries, you’d ask me to get them—and I always did, didn’t I? But now… this… this is different…”</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Hearing him say that, Runye suddenly covered her face with both hands and started to cry.</p> <p class="ql-block">【作者简介】</p><p class="ql-block"> 路遥（1949－1992），原名王卫国，出生于陕西省榆林市清涧县一个贫苦农家。他自幼生活艰难，但始终坚持学习，最终成为中国当代重要的现实主义作家。代表作《人生》和《平凡的世界》深刻描写了普通人在社会变革中的奋斗与成长，尤其《平凡的世界》荣获茅盾文学奖，广受读者喜爱。</p><p class="ql-block"> 路遥的作品以朴实细腻的笔触刻画人物命运，以深沉的人文关怀打动人心。他曾说：“真正的文学只能是在生活的矿井里挖掘出来的。”尽管他英年早逝，但其作品至今仍激励无数人勇敢追梦、坚韧前行。</p>