悲哀-雷蒙德·卡佛-李馒头、jeffery中英连读-1802

悲哀 雷蒙德·卡佛 今天很早从床上醒来 远眺海峡另一边 只见一条小船行驶于起伏的海面， 船上一盏孤灯点亮。记起 我的一个朋友曾经在小山顶上喊亡妻的名字 声传整个佩鲁贾。她亡故多年后 他仍然会在自己简陋的餐桌上为她备好餐盘，会 开窗让她呼吸新鲜空气。如此的表现 让我感到尴尬。他的朋友们亦有此感。我并不能看到那感情。 直到今天早晨。 Grief BY RAYMOND CARVER Woke up early this morning and from my bed looked far across the Strait to see a small boat moving through the choppy water, a single running light on.  Remembered my friend who used to shout his dead wife's name from hilltops around Perugia. Who set a plate for her at his simple table long after she was gone. And opened the windows so she could have fresh air. Such display I found embarrassing. So did his other friends. I couldn't see it. Not until this morning.