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给幸福一个机会
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他俩面对面坐着。此时,房东进来问:“你们确定不再租这个房子了?”他继续沉默,她只是摇了摇头。他们要离婚,因此很显然他们不会再继续租住在这所房子里。
接着房东开始检查房子。巡视了一圈,房东嚷了起来:“瞧瞧你们把我的房子糟塌的,墙上满是钉子,我还怎么把这样的房子租给别人呢?”
他说:“房子太小,盛不下所有的东西,只能挂在墙上。”房东没听他说下去,转身上了楼。
她开始环视她熟悉的房间。四年前,在这里,她成为了他的新娘。洞房花烛夜,他深感愧疚,说:“让你住在这所小房子里,我非常难过。以后,我会挣钱买我们自己的房子。”
屋子只有十三平米。挨着门口钉有两枚钉子。一枚用来挂她的手提包,另一枚用来挂雨伞。那时候,她一进门,就把她的包呀伞呀什么的往地上一扔,然后,看着满屋狼藉,心里非常难过。
左边那面墙上钉有三枚钉子,昨天上面还挂着他的衣服。他住进这个屋子后,把所有的盛衣服的箱子都移走,买了一张书桌放了进来,因为他知道她喜欢写作和绘画。
右边墙上有四枚钉子,用来固定他们的结婚照。她依然记得当他钉钉子时,伤了手。怕得破伤风,是自己催促他是医院接受注射的。
房东拿来一个工具箱,边拔钉子边抱怨。当钉子被拔走后,墙上剩下许多洞。突然,她心痛欲碎,好像她的心被刺出许多洞一样,流血不止。
她从座位上一跃而起,喊道:“别拔了,我们会继续租住在这里,直到买了自己的房子才会搬走!”他看着她,非常吃惊,接着转过身去,泪流满面。
她终于明白婚姻就像一面墙,而所有的争吵,冷战,猜疑都是墙上的钉子。当所有的钉子都被拔除后,只剩下一面千疮百孔的墙。但如果钉子不被拔除的话,墙依然完好可信。但是,过去,她眼里只看到了那些挑衅性的钉子。
他们把所有的东西又挂到墙上。他问:“你真的乐意和我一起过穷日子吗?”她拍拍手上的尘灰,看着挂满东西的墙面,满意地说:“是的,对于我来说,生活不是一种痛苦。”
附:原文
He and she were sitting face to face. At this moment, the landlord came in and asked, “Are you sure you do not rent the house any more?” He kept silent and she only shook her head. They were going to divorce, so it was obvious that they would not continue renting the house any more. Then the landlord began examining the house. After looking around, the landlord screamed, “Damn God! See how you have ruined my house? The walls are full of nails! How could I rent the house to others?” He said, “The room is too small and can hardly accommodate all of our things. So we could only hang them on the walls。” The landlord did not listen to him and turned around up to the floor。 She began looking around her familiar room. Four years ago, she became his bride here. On the night of their marriage, he felt deeply guilty to her, saying, “I feel so sorry to you for having you live in this small room. In the future I will earn a lot of money to buy our own house。” The room was only 13 square meters with two nails on the wall next to the door, one for her to hang her bag and the other for hanging umbrellas. At that time, she threw all her stuff such as her bag and umbrella on the floor once she entered the room, staring at the whole mess and feeling terribly upset。 There were three nails on the left wall, on which hung his clothes yesterday. After he lived in the room, he removed all the clothes boxes and bought her a desk in the spared room because he knew she loved writing and drawing. There were four nails on the right wall that were used to fix their wedding photo frame. But now there were only four nails without the frame. She still remembered he got hurt on his fingers when trying to drive the nails home. It was her who pushed him to receive an injection against tetanus in the hospital. The landlord took a toolkit down and tried to pry the nails out when groaning at the same time. After the nails were removed, the walls were left with numerous holes. All of a sudden, she felt harshly heartbroken as if her heart was pierced through those holes and bleeding nonstop。 She sprang from the seat and exclaimed, “Stop prying the nails! We will continue renting the house and will only move away after we buy our own!” He looked at her with great surprise, and then turned round, tearing over his face. She finally came to understand that marriage was like a wall and that all quarrels, “cold wars” and suspicions were like the nails on the wall. When all the nails were removed, only a wall with numerous holes would be left. But if all the nails were still in their own places, the wall was still intact and reliable. But in the past, what she saw was only those provoking nails。 They hung all the things back to the wall. He asked her, “Are you really willing to lead a tough life with me?” She patted away the ashes on hands and looked at the walls with loads of stuff on them satisfactorily, saying, “Yes! For me, it is not a suffering to live. |