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              Language to be decoded:  French             Auxiliary Language :  Chinese  

  
       
解密文本:     《情人》   [法] 玛格丽特 · 杜拉斯  著         
 
L'Amant
par   Marguerite Duras

 

The Lover
by   Marguerite Duras

  Part 1 · Part 2 · Part 3 · Part 4 · Part 5 · Part 6 · Part 7 · Part 8 · Part 9 · Part 10 · Part 11 

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ONE DAY, I was already old, in the entrance of a public place a man came up to me. He introduced himself and said:'I've known you for years. Every- one says you were beautiful when you were young, but I want to tell you I think you're more beautiful now than then. Rather than your face as a young woman, I perfer your face as it is now, ravaged.'

I often think of the image only I can see now, and of which I've never spoken. It's always there, in the same silence, amazing. It's the only image of my- self I like, the only one in which I recognize myself, in which I delight.

Very early in my life it was too late. It was already too late when I was eighteen. Between eighteen and twenty-five my face took off in a new direc- tion. I grew old at eighteen. I don't know if it's the same for everyone. I've never asked. But I believe I've heard of the way time can suddenly accelerate on people when they're going through even the most youthful and highly esteemed stages of life. My ageing was very sudden. I saw it spread over my features one by one, changing the relationship between them, making the eyes larger, the expression sadder, the mouth more final, leaving great creases in the forehead. But instead of being dismayed I watched this process with the same sort of interest i might have taken in the reading of a book. And I knew I was right, that one day it would slow down and take its normal course. The people who knew me at seventeen, when I went to France, were surprised when they saw me again two years later, at nineteen. And I've kept it ever since, the new face I had then. It has been my face. It's got older still, of course, but less, comparatively, than it would otherwise have done. It's scored with deep, dry wrinkles, the skin is cracked. But my face hasn't collapsed, as some with fine features have done. It's kept the same contours, but its substance has been laid waste. I have a face laid waste. So, I'm fifteen and a half.

It's on a ferry crossing the Mekong river.

The image lasts all the way across.I'm fifteen and a half, there are no seasons in that part of the world, we have just one season, hot,monotonous, we're in the long hot girdle of theearth, with no spring, no renewal.

I'm at a state boarding school in Saigon. I eat and sleep there, but I go to classes at the French highschool. My mother's a teacher and wants her girlto have a secondary education. 'You have to go tohigh school.' What was enough for her is not enough for her daughter. High school and then agood degree in mathematics. That was what had been dinned into me ever since I started school. It never crossed my mind I might escape the mathematics degree, I was glad to give her that hope.Every day I saw her planning her own and herchildren's future. There came a time when she couldn't plan anything very grand for her sons any more, so she planned other futures, makeshift ones, but they too served their purpose, they blocked in the time that lay ahead. I remember my younger brother's courses in book-keeping. From the Universal Correspondence School - every year, every level. You have to catch up, my mother used to say. It would last for three days, never four.Never. We'd drop the Universal School whenever my mother was posted to another place. And begin again in the next. My mother kept it up for ten years. It wasn't any good. My younger brother became an accountant's clerk in Saigon. There was no technical school in colonies; we owed my elder brother's departure for France to that. He stayed in France for several years to study at the technical school. But he didn't keep it up. My mother must have known. But she had no choice,he had to be got away from the other two children.For several years he was no longer part of the family. It was while he was away that my mother bought the land, the concession. A terrible business,but for us, the children who were left, not so terrible as the presence of the killer who would have been, the child-killer of the night, of the night of the hunter.   

 

 

 

 

     我已经上了年纪,有一天,在一处公共场所的大厅里,有个男人朝我走过来。他在做了一番自我介绍之后对我说:“我始终认识您。大家都说您年轻的时候很漂亮,而我是想告诉您,依我看来,您现在比年轻的时候更漂亮,您从前那张少女的面孔远不如今天这副被毁坏的容颜更使我喜欢。”

  我常常忆起这个只有我自己还能回想起而从未向别人谈及的形象。它一直在那里,在那昔日的寂静之中,令我赞叹不止。这是所有形象中最使我惬意、也是我最熟悉、最为之心荡神驰的一个形象。

  在我的生命中,青春过早消逝。在我十八岁的时候,繁花似锦的年花早就枯萎凋零。从十八岁到二十五岁之间,我的容貌朝着一个意料之外的方向发展。十八岁的时候我就衰老了。我不知道是否每个人都是这样,我从来也没有打听过。似乎有人对我说过,当你正在经历一生中最年轻、最受赞美的年华时,这段时光的突然推进有时会使你感到吃惊。这种衰老来得太唐突了。我眼看着我的相貌日渐衰老,我那线条的比例也随之改变,眼睛变得更大,嘴巴更加突出,额头也刻下一道道深深的皱纹。我对此并没有感到惊恐,相反,我是带着一种似乎象是追求小说中情节发展的兴趣去观察我那衰老的面容的。那时我同样也晓得我并没有弄错,我相信总有一天这种衰老会缓慢下来,恢复正常的速度。那些在我十七岁回法国时认识我的人,在两年以后,即我十九岁时重新见到我时都感到惊奇。后来我终于保留下了那副新的面孔。它曾经是我的面孔。当然它还会衰老下去,不过其速度毕竟要比原先缓慢一些。我现在有一副面容衰老、布满枯深皱纹的面孔。可它却不象某些容貌清秀的面孔那样骤然沉陷下去,它依旧保留着原来的轮廓,只不过质地被毁坏罢了。我有一张被毁坏的脸庞。我还能跟你说些什么呢?我那时才十五岁半。

  那是在湄公河的渡船上。

  这个形象在整个渡江的过程一直存在着。

  我才十五岁半,在那个国土上并没有四季之分,我们正处在那唯一的季节中,炎热而又单调,我们正处于地球上狭长的热带地区,没有春天,没有更新。

  我在西贡一所国立寄宿学校里住宿。我只是在那里睡觉、吃饭,但我在外面一所法国中学念书。我的母亲是一位小学教师,她希望她的小女儿能够接受中等教育。对你来说,你应该上中学。这对母亲来说已经是心满意足了,可女儿却再也不以此为满足。先上完中学,然后再争取得到中学数学教师的学衔。自从我开始上学,就一直听妈妈唠叨这句口头禅。我从来没有想象过我会逃避数学教师学衔考试这一关,我很高兴能让妈妈有这个盼头。我总是看到妈妈无时不在为她的孩子以及她自己的前途而操心。到了那一天,当她再也无法望子成龙时,她也只好另做打算,虽说孩子们没有多大的出息,但也总算是那么回事,他们也算尽了自己的职责,没有虚度年华。我还记得小哥哥(指作者的二哥)学习会计课的事。他学的是函授学校的教材,任何年龄、任何程度都可以学。母亲常说,应该好好追上去。小哥哥补习数学最多能持续叁天,从来也坚持不了四天,没有,从来没有。每当搬家的时候,小哥哥就得辍学。于是他只好到另外的学校里从头开始。母亲整整坚持了十年之久让小哥哥选学课程,到底也没有学出什么名堂来。就在哥哥不在的时候,妈买下了一块租地,这可是一种冒险,不过对我们两人来说也没有什么可怕的。

  

  

 

       



 





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