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第141章:爱我就给我  


当我起床时,已经是早上九点钟了。我很快洗了个澡,穿上昨夜罗兰·京尔格借给我的衣服,走到客厅。

玻璃门已经打开了,罗兰·京尔格正站在阳台上看着港口。听见声响,他转身来对着我笑,然后指着风景说:“看看这暴风雨过后美丽的早晨!它不是很美吗?”

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我低头看着楼下经过的车辆,道路两旁只残留着一些垃圾仍可作为昨日台风雨肆虐的证据,海水是青蓝色的,成百上千的小游艇正在海面上航行。

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“今天是星期六,”我突然想到,“这些游艇一定是出来练习航行的孩子们驾驶的。”

“说对了。”罗兰·京尔格同意道,“如果不提公路上的塞车,我喜欢周末。事实上,每一天都有它迷人之处。”

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清亮的天际偶尔飘过几片云浮,两个男人安安静静地站着,从高大的建筑物上远眺港口。

“多可爱的早晨。”我叹了口气。

罗兰·京尔格转而注视着我:“每个早晨都是可爱的,尤其当你到了我的年纪,你更会如此认为。你知道吗?不管天气如何?我都可以这里站立或坐上几个小时,风景对我永远是美丽的。”罗兰·京尔格指着一把椅子,“坐下,放松一些,你的早餐我已经准备好了。”

我点了点头坐下,不知为何,这个早晨她竟觉得与老人相处,让她感到局促不安。当我唱着新鲜红橙汁,吃着新鲜的雀巢麦片时,我试着将自己的感觉转化成文字表达出来。

“你对我太仁慈了。”我开始说。

罗兰·京尔格笑了笑,不赞同地摇着头。

“为什么?为什么你要对我这么好?你根本不认识我。”

“帮助一个需要我们帮助的人,只不过是我们人类应该尽的义务。”罗兰·京尔格沉着地回答。

“我知道这点。但并不是很多人都愿意像你这样做。你有没有想过在堤防上时,很有可能被坏人勒死,当睡着时,很可能被偷走东西?”

“但是没有人这么做。”

“最起码我不会做这样的坏事。”我吃完玉米粥,将餐盘推到一旁,眼睛转向望远镜,“你在找急切想自杀的那个人?”

罗兰·京尔格注视着对岸风摇摆着的旗帜:“不,不完全是。”我缓了一下回答,“但是我必须承认我很喜欢帮助别人。”

“有很多像我一样的人吗?”

“有一些,”罗兰·京尔格点了一下头,“我已经在这里住十八年了,有时候,尤其是天气恶劣时,有人会像你一样走动在堤防上。你知道我可以从这里看出他们想做什么,我想是他们的肢体语言,特别是他们的走路方式,告诉他们的企图。”

“我也是那样吗?”

“啊,是的,非常像。”罗兰·京尔格站起身来,“喝茶还是咖啡?”

“茶,谢谢。”

我看着罗兰·京尔格走进厨房,几分钟后,我也跟着走进去。

“你是如何的把厨房里的没件东西都保持这么干净的?”我崇拜地看着宽敞而整洁的厨房。

“啊,蛤、哈!哈!哈!当你到了我这样的年龄时,你就会有时间了。”罗兰·京尔格说,“况且,我还有一位清洁的女佣,她每隔几天就会来打扫一次,或许我该颁个奖给她。”

“昨晚临睡着,我打开床头柜旁的抽屉,里头有一本书,但是书里头只有五个字。”

“哪几个字呀,你还记得吗?”

“当然。上面写着‘爱我就给我’,是整本书惟一的五个字。”

“有五个字就够了,你不觉得那本书只需要那么几个字就足够了吗?”

“也对!我看着罗兰·京尔格倒茶出来,”但是那五个字简直就是为我而写的。“

”是为你而写的。”

我跟在罗兰·京尔格身后走到客厅:”但是,罗兰·京尔格书上的墨水都褪色了,那些字一定是在几百年前就写好了的。“它们是为你而写的,罗俊·胡适德,我的太太在几年前写下的那些字,那时我需要它这样的激励了,但是现在需要它们的是你,我为今天而活,为明天而做计划,我要用全身心来热爱今天。罗俊·胡适德,昨日一切已经过去,而没有人能确定我们看不看得见明天的太阳。”

“我想我要谢谢你救了我,让我还有机会看见今天的太阳,”我们之间的友爱不仅仅是理智的,文明的,而且是美丽的,只有这样,才能孕育着美丽的灵魂,造就美丽的人生。

When I get up, it is already nine o’clock in the morning. I quickly took a shower, put on last night in Jingerge·lanluo lend my clothes, walked into the parlor.

Glass door has been opened, and Roland was standing on the balcony looking at the port of Hushide·junluo the sound, he turned and smiled at me, then pointing to landscapes, said: "Look at this beautiful morning after the storm! It is not beautiful?"

I looked down at the ground floor through the vehicle left the road on both sides of just some spam still raging wind and rain as evidence of Taiwan yesterday, the sea is blue, green, hundreds of small yachts are sailing on the sea.

"Today is Saturday," I suddenly thought, "These boats will be sailing out of the children to practice driving."

"Was right." Jingerge·lanluo agreed, "If you do not mention the traffic congestion on the highway, I love the weekend. In fact, each day has its charm."

Occasionally drifting across the sky brighter a few slices of Yunfu, two men stood quietly, from the tall buildings overlooking the harbor.

"What a lovely morning." I sighed.

Jingerge·lanluo turned to look at me : "Every morning is lovely, especially when you get to my age, you will think so. You know? Matter what the weather? I can stand or sit a few here hours, the scenery is always beautiful to me. "Jingerge·lanluo Berg pointed to a chair in Beijing," Sit down, relax, I have your breakfast ready. "

I nodded my head down, do not know why, this morning, she should do with the old man to get along, let her feel uncomfortable. When I sing the new red orange juice, eating fresh Nestle cereals, I try my feelings into words to express.

"You’re too kind to me." I began.

Jingerge·lanluo smiled, shook his head do not agree.

"Why? Why are you so good to me? You did not know me."

"Help a need our help, only that we should do our duty of mankind." Calmly replied Jingerge·lanluo.

"I know that. But not many people like you are willing to do so. Have you ever wondered when the embankment is likely to be bad strangled, when asleep, something is likely to be stolen?"

"But no one did."

"At least I will not do such a bad thing." I eat polenta, pushed aside the dinner plate, eyes turned to the telescope, "you are looking for the man eager to commit suicide?"

Jingerge·lanluo looked at the other side of the wind swinging banner: "No, not exactly." I’m a bit slow to answer, "but I must admit I like to help others."

"There are many people like me do?"

"There are some," Jingerge·lanluo nod, "I have lived here for eighteen years, and sometimes, especially in bad weather, some people will like you walk on the dike. You know what I can from here see that they want to do, I think their body language, especially the way they walk, tell their attempts. "

"I also like that?"

"Ah, yes, very much like." Roland Beijing Berg stood up, "tea or coffee?"

"Tea, thanks."

I looked at the Jingerge·lanluo Beijing erg into the kitchen after a few minutes, I walked along.

"How’s the kitchen did not have to keep things so clean?" I’ve looked at a spacious and clean kitchen.

"Ah, clams, ha! Ha! Ha! When you reach my age, you will have the time." Jingerge·lanluo said, "Besides, I have a clean maid, her every few cleaned once a day will come, perhaps I should be awarded a awarded to her. "

"Pro asleep last night, I opened the bedside cabinet next to the drawer, inside a book, but only five words inside the book."

"Which words ah, you still remember?"

"Of course. It says ’give me love me’, is the only five words throughout the book."

"There are five words is enough, do not you think that you only need the words to the book enough?"

"Also! I looked at the Jingerge·lanluo pouring out," but that is simply five words written for me. "

"Is written for you."

I followed behind him walked into the parlor Jingerge·lanluo Beijing Berg: "However, Jingerge·lanluo ink Beijing erg books have faded, those words must be written in hundreds of years ago." They are written for you, Hushide·junluo, my wife wrote those words a few years ago, when I need it so inspired, but now you need them, I live for today, to plan for tomorrow, I use the heart and soul to love today. Hushide·junluo, yesterday, all is over, but no one can be sure that we do not see see the sun tomorrow. "

"I think I want to thank you for saving me, so I still have a chance to see the sun today," the love between us is not only rational, civilized, and that is beautiful, the only way to nurture a beautiful soul , creating a beautiful life.

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