发表于 2017-3-21 07:53
英文版我是谁Who Am I-a
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英文版我是谁Who Am I-a
Translated from the Chinese origin
into English in 09/1998.
My name is Ah Ming and my husband’s surname is Hu. This name and surname are fictitious, I give untrue ones because I wish to avoid being identified. We have one daughter, one son and three grandchildren. These numbers are also untrue. Besides these, the personal particulars mentioned herein are almost all untrue. Trying to deduce who I am from these data would be fruitless.
I was twenty-one years old when we got married. In the end I was fifty-eight. My hair had become gray after all those thirty-over years. At the beginning we only felt we could get along with each other, and after we had children, I felt I could not go along without him. He also felt he could not go along without me. But now, he has actually ended up without me.
What does that mean? I had finished. It was the eruption of the wound in the stomach. The place is not to be mentioned, to mention it makes me feel like going to vomit. By now, of course, my hardware must have been committed to the flames long ago as a rule. Besides memory, it seems that everything of me has vanished.
However, I do not know why my case did not follow the usual rule; I was not 100% finished. I do not know for what reason my brain waves drifted ten-over kilometers, came up to this family and got absorbed into the brains of an old man who had died not long before. In fear and confusion, I, that is to say my set of brain waves, could not struggle loose but melted and got mingled with the dead body into one sole piece. The dead body came back to life, that is what people talk about as “jie shi huan hun （借尸还魂）”。Now, the hardware was that of the old man and the software was mine. The so-called hardware was the body and the software was the set of brain waves, that is, what people speak of as the soul.
I was then in a desperate situation and had to figure out certain idea to cope with the present situation. But both the hardware and the software had just revived from death, equally withered and exhausted and, like having been injected with chloroform, fell senselessly asleep. It was not known how long afterwards, somebody asked at the door: “are you not going to take exercise?” I had already wakened up but pretended to be still wanting to sleep and uttered a blurry voice in the throat. That person went away, followed by the sound of opening and closing of the main door. After that, it was complete silence. I knew that that person was the wife of the hardware; she was going to the market that moment as usual. Of course, she did not know that her husband had in fact died; what she saw was his body, and the one who responded was another “person”.
To be continued…
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