双语随笔: 秋色与帅气

说我是纽约人也好，纽约客也好。人在纽约，客在天涯，时在秋末，帶着一身秋色，步入十二月，幸好眼看不到冬貌，心感不到冬意。同时，也不回首春夏。毕竟，人早已经不再是二十来岁的小伙子了。韓潮不再弄，欧浪不再溅。帅不帅，管它的！吸引的异性当然依旧吸引，然而吸住我的，舍秋色其谁？ 

舍秋色其帅？

 

Believe me, there's no standard fare in New York City. Wait. I am not talking about my cab fare. I am just saying that New Yorkers, for better or worse, are the most fashion-sensitive human beings on the planet. I have seen a lady cop with a crimson maple leaf as her lapel pin. Awesome. Let me wear autumn upon my sleeve. Autumn is my heart.*

 

纫秋兰原创

 

* Here I referred to this quote from Shakespeare's Othello, a tragedy: "I will wear my heart upon my sleeve for daws [small crows] to peck at." Unlike poor Othello, upon my sleeve I wear Autumn as my heart, cool and golden.

 

Courtesy of a New Yorker