迷宫/程思良(赵金基译）

程思良

迷宫/程思良
　　
　　我走在交叉小径的花园。
　　在一个路口，我遇到一个小孩。
　　“您到哪里去？”
　　“找李白。”
　　“我就是。”
　　我朝他笑了笑，拐上一条小路，继续往前走。
　　在又一路口，我遇到一个拄杖的老翁。
　　“您是李白吗？”“年青人，我是杜甫，难道你没遇上李白吗？我们刚才还在谈诗。”
　　我摇了摇头，拐上一条小路。
　　经过很多路口，终于，我又遇见了一个人，是位年老的洋人。
　　“您是谁？”
　　“小家伙，我是阿根廷的博尔赫斯。”
　　我乍然惊醒。在我面前摊开的书是《交叉小径的花园》。
　　
　　A Maze
　　
　　By Cheng Siliang
　　
　　I was walking through a garden of forking paths.
　　At one crossing, I met with a boy.
　　“Where are you heading?”
　　“I’m going to meet Li Po.”
　　“Here I am.”
　　I smiled to him, turned to one of the paths, and walked on.
　　At another crossing, I met with an old man with a walking stick in his hand.
　　“Are you Li Po?”
　　“No. I am Tu Fu. Haven’t you met with Li Po, young man? We were just talking about poetry.”
　　I shook my head and turned to another path.
　　Crossing after crossing, finally I met with a figure who appeared an old foreigner.
　　“May I ask your name, please?”
　　“Sure, son. I am Jorge Luis Borges from Argentine.”
　　I suddenly woke up. In my eyes lay open the book, Garden of Forking Paths.

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