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Chinese Short Story 心锁 Lock of The Heart [Elementary Level]


心锁 19
“小吉,我理解。
这样吧,我在门边水房里守着,
你进去慢慢看。"
“I understand, Xiaoji.
Let me wait and watch out in the laundry room beside the door.
You take your time looking inside.”
“ xiăo jí, wŏ lĭjiě。
zhèyàng ba, wŏ zài mén biān shuĭ fáng lĭ shŏu zhe,
nĭ jìnqù mànmàn kàn。"
 
细雨从空中飘落,
在小小的宅院里,
溅起一层薄薄的雾。
The falling light rain splashed a thin layer of mist
in the small courtyard.
xìyŭ cóng kōngzhōng piāoluò,
zài xiăoxiăo de zháiyuàn lĭ,
jiàn qĭ yīcéng báo báo de wù。
 
小吉轻轻推开梦中的那扇门。 Xiaoji pushed open the door that she had dreamed of.
xiăo jí qīngqīng tuīkāi mèngzhōng de nà shàn mén。  
一步踏进去,立在眼前的,
果真是高高的衣橱。
她伸出颤抖的手,拉开那半开的门…
Once inside,
she encountered the tall cabinet right in front of her.
She reached her trembling hand to the half-open cabinet door …
yī bù tà jìnqù, lì zài yănqián de,
guŏzhēn shi gāo gāo de yīchú。
tā shēnchū chàndŏu de shŏu, lākāi nà bàn kāi de mén…
 
门里没有小女孩,
只有那个金发的洋娃娃,孤单地躺在角落。
There was no girl inside the door,
but a doll with blonde hair lying alone in the corner.
mén lĭ méiyŏu xiăo nǚhái,
zhĭyŏu nàge jīn fā de yángwáwa, gūdān de tăng zài jiăoluò。
 
她们曾经是多好的伙伴啊! How intimate the two of them had been in the old times?
tāmen céngjīng shì duō hăo de huŏbàn ā!  
   
心锁 20
小吉拾起她,为她拍去灰尘。
差点儿不记得了,
洋娃娃的手上还缝着一个小魔杖!
Xiaoji picked her up and pat off the dust on her.
She almost forgot
that there was a little magic wand sowed to the doll’s hand!
xiăojí shí qĭ tā, wéi tā pāi qù huīchén。
chàdiănr bù jìde le,
yángwáwa de shŏu shàng hái féng zhe yī gè xiăo mózhàng!
 
灰尘在暗淡的晨光中飞舞,
记忆,也在一点一点复活。
The dust danced happily in the morning sun beams.
Memories came back to life little by little.
huīchén zài àndàn de chén guāng zhōng fēiwŭ,
jìyì, yě zài yīdiănyīdiăn fùhuó。
 
衣橱旁的桌子上,
放着一个落满灰尘的CD播放机。
小吉插上电源,按下播放键。
On the table beside the cabinet
stood a dust covered CD player.
Xiaoji plugged it to the power and pressed down the play button.
yīchú páng de zhuōzi shàng,
fàng zhe yī gè luò măn huīchén de CD bōfàngjī。
xiăojí chāshang diànyuán, ànxià bōfàng jiàn。
 
那是一首母女情深的儿歌 -"小燕子"。 It was an emotional mother-daughter song – “Little Swallow”.
nàshi yī shŏu mŭnǚ qíng shēn de érgē -" xiăo yànzi"。  
她闭上眼睛,随歌声飘向遥远的往昔… She closed her eyes and let herself drift away into the past…
tā bìshang yănjing, suí gēshēng piāo xiàng yáoyuăn de wăngxī…  

心锁 21
“还记得,那一天妈妈作画时的背影。
她美丽的长发,高高地盘在脑后。
“I still remember looking at Mom’s back
when she was sitting there and painting that day.

“ hái jìde, nà yī tiān māma zuòhuà shí de bèiyĭng。
tā měilì de chángfà, gāo gāo de pán zài năohòu。

 
她没能画很长时间,
因为四岁大的我吵着
要人玩。
She wasn’t able to do her painting for too long.
That was because her four-year old daughter,
me, wanted her accompany.
tā méi néng huà hěn cháng shíjiān,
yīnwèi sì suì dà de wŏ chăo zhe
yào rén wán。
 
我抱着洋娃娃,
那个时候,我叫她‘魔法公主’。
I was holding my doll.
At that time, I called her “Magic Princess”.
wŏ bào zhe yángwáwa,
nàge shíhou, wŏ jiào tā ‘mófă gōngzhŭ’。
 
妈妈陪我玩了一会儿
‘魔法公主’的游戏。
Mom played
“Magic Princess” game with me for a while.
māma péi wŏ wán le yīhuìr
‘mófă gōngzhŭ’ de yóuxì。
 
我说想吃饺子。 Then I told her that I wanted to eat dumplings.
wŏ shuō xiăng chī jiăozi。  
   
心锁 22
妈妈亲了亲我,
然后就去厨房准备包饺子。
Mom kissed me
and then went to the kitchen to prepare for the dumplings.
māma qīn le qīn wŏ,
ránhòu jiù qù chúfáng zhŭnbèi bāojiăozi。
 
我还要妈妈陪,
妈妈再次亲了我,回到卧室,
打开CD机放儿歌给我听。
I begged for her company again.
So she kissed me again and came back to the bedroom.
She then turned on the CD player and played children’s songs for me.
wŏ hái yào māma péi,
māma zàicì qīn le wŏ, huídào wòshì,
dăkāi CD jī fàng érgē gěi wŏ tīng。
 
   
后来呢? What happened after that?
hòulái ne?  
   
后来很乱,好像什么都记得,
又好像什么都不记得。
My memories were confused after that. I felt like I remembered everything,
yet I couldn’t recall anything.
hòulái hěn luàn, hăoxiàng shénme dōu jìde,
yòu hăoxiàng shénme dōu bù jìde。
 
后来爸爸回来了,什么时候回来的呢? Some time later Dad came home. But when?
hòulái bàba huílai le, shénme shíhou huílai de ne?  
这个很重要,不是吗?
可是,我的记忆为什么那么混乱?"
This is important, isn’t?
However, why my memories were so messed up?”
zhège hěn zhòngyào, bùshìma?
kěshì, wŏ de jìyì wéi shénme nàme hùnluàn?"
 
   
心锁 23
人的一生遇人无数,
至死不忘的,又会有几个?
Among the countless people we met in our life,
how many we’ll still remember in our death bed?
rén de yīshēng yù rén wúshù,
zhì sĭ bù wàng de, yòu huì yŏu jĭge?
 
罗致远可以肯定,
林琳会是其中之一。
As for Luo Zhiyuan, it was certain
that Lin Lin would be one of them that he wouldn’t forget.
luózhì yuăn kěyĭ kěndìng,
lín lín huì shì qízhōng zhīyī。
 
“恒远电器"旁的咖啡店里,
他和她相对而坐。
The two of them were seated across each other
in the coffee shop beside “Hen Yuan Electronics”.
“ héng yuăn diànqì" páng de kāfēidiàn lĭ,
tā hé tā xiāngduì ér zuò。
 
五年未见,她变化不大。 She hadn’t changed much over the five years while they were apart.
wŭ nián wèi jiàn, tā biànhuà bùdà。  
“怎么?真把我忘了?" “Come on, did you forget all about me?”
“ zěnme? zhēn bă wŏ wàng le?"  
她笑问。 She asked in a smile.
tā xiào wèn。  
“怎么会?" “Would it be slightly possible?”
“ zěnme huì?"  
这是真话。
罗致远不可能忘了她。
That’s the honest answer from him.
Luo Zhiyuan could never forget her.
zhè shì zhēn huà。
luózhì yuăn bùkěnéng wàng le tā。
 
在他最绝望的时候,是她,
向他伸出一双温暖的手。
It was she that lent her warm hand to him
when he was most desperate.
zài tā zuì juéwàng de shíhou, shì tā,
xiàng tā shēnchū yī shuāng wēnnuăn de shŏu。