梦
He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf Stream and he had gone eighty-four days now without taking a fish. In the first forty days a boy had been with him. But after forty days without a fish the boy’s parents had told him that the old man was now definitely and finally salao, which is the worst form of unlucky, and the boy had gone at their orders in another boat which caught three good fish the first week. It made the boy sad to see the old man come in each day with his skiff empty and he always went down to help him carry either the coiled lines or the gaff and harpoon and the sail that was furled around the mast. The sail was patched with flour sacks and, furled, it looked like the flag of permanent defeat.
The old man was thin and gaunt with deep wrinkles in the back of his neck. The brown blotches of the benevolent skin cancer the sun brings from its reflection on the tropic sea were on his cheeks. The blotches ran well down the sides of his face and his hands had the deep-creased scars from handling heavy fish on the cords. But none of these scars were fresh. They were as old as erosions in a fishless desert.
Everything about him was old except his eyes and they were the same color as the sea and were cheerful and undefeated
"他是一个老人，一个人独自在墨西哥湾流的一条小艇上钓鱼，而现在他已经八十四天没有钓鱼了。在最初的四十天里，有一个男孩和他在一起。但是在四十天没有养鱼之后，男孩的父母告诉他，现在肯定是老人了，最后是撒拉，这是最不幸的一种形式，男孩顺着他们的命令去了另一条船，第一条船第一周就抓了三条好鱼。让男孩伤心地看到老头进来的每一天，他的小船空的，他总是下楼帮他运载盘绕线或鱼钩和鱼叉，这是围绕立柱卷起的船帆。帆上撒满了面粉袋，收起来似乎就像是永久失败的旗帜。
老人又瘦又憔悴，脖子后面有深深的皱纹。太阳在热带海反射产生的仁慈皮肤癌的棕色斑点在他的脸颊上。斑点在他的脸部两侧很好地滑落，他的手因处理绳索上的重鱼而深深地留下了疤痕。但是这些伤痕都不新鲜。它们与无鱼沙漠中的侵蚀一样古老。
所有都是老的，只有眼睛不老，它们与大海同色，欢快而坚毅。"
这是海明威老人与海的开篇。它将我领到了一个有趣的却又是真实的梦境。半夜醒来，已近四点，耳机中还响着乒乒乓乓的枪炮声，这是某个电视剧在播放。我常常带着耳机，听着电视剧入睡，那是我的催眠曲。还想继续睡，就要继续听。电视剧中有一段广告，开头是这么说的，海明威在他五十岁时，写了老人与海，某某某，在六十岁时，做了什么什么，所以，要做什么，永远也不会晚。大概其就这个意思吧，这段广告常放，因为海明威是广告中提到的第一个人，只记住了他。广告提醒了我，何不听一下老人与海呢？于是，一个深沉而有磁性的男声开始在耳边萦绕。说的就是前面的开篇。它深深的吸引了我。这本书的英文并不难懂，用词也不生僻。但越是吸引我的东西，越容易带我进梦乡。很快，我便进入一个非常非常有趣的梦境。
于是，我来到了一个地方，离海不远，那里有表弟，表妹，还有爷爷。某天，和爷爷去看电影，放完后，不知为什么，大家还坐着，我打开油管，影院中响起老人与海的播放，大家都静静的坐在那里听着，直到播完。散场后，我和爷爷出来，爷爷也念起了老人与海，声音和油管中的一模一样。我说爷爷你也会英文？他不说话，只管念，我随他走来走去，他就一直念着。念着念着，场景又转到了表弟表妹家，表弟也开始念。我随着表弟妹去玩，到了一个海边，在峭壁边上，下面有人游泳，我也想游，但峭壁太高了，况且也没带泳衣。后来又到了一个小镇，那里有人在造房子。也还有一些老旧的房子，街道杂乱，破旧，但也是离海不远，于是我又跟着表弟表妹爬到房子上，又跳下去，到了另一条街，房子里的人还抱怨了我们。从那条街走下去，就是海。海边很美，又有许多人在游泳。我也想游，又没带泳衣，天已将晚，犹豫是否要回去换泳衣，下定决心，与表弟妹一起，返回家里，去换衣服，换衣服非常困难，费了九牛二虎之力才把衣服脱下，又费了九牛二虎之力把衣服穿上。又开始到街上去爬房子，表弟说快跑，不然要天黑了。我怎么也跑不动，累极了。但还是拼尽全力的跑。表弟也念着老人与海，也和油管中的的声音一样。
终于到了海边，岸，是很高的台子，许多人在下边游泳。我毫不犹豫的跳了下去。里面有很多人，我开始游，到了一个地方，那里的海水是透明的，人们在海里穿着衣服，那里是一桌一桌的麻将，我从桌间仰泳而过，还踢到了别人，这时耳边一直是老人与海的声音。隐约间，听到一条大鱼。
突然醒了，依然是老人与海，啊原来油管还在放。
我很喜欢听，今后睡觉时还会反复的听。但我知道一定听不完全，因为很快会入睡的。
写于12/14/2019
注：这是一个真实的梦。当时觉得很有趣，所以就记下了。
