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Maxim Gorky
My Childhood
我的童年
马克西姆·高尔基（俄）  著
卫昱  译
外语教学与研究出版社
FOREIGN LANGUAGE TEACHING AND RESEARCH PRESS
北京 Beijing
Chinese translation copyright © Foreign Language Teaching and Research Press 2010
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Published by Foreign Language Teaching and Research Press
No. 19 Xisanhuan Beilu
Beijing, China 100089
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目 录
CHAPTER I  第一章
CHAPTER II  第二章
CHAPTER III  第三章
CHAPTER IV  第四章
CHAPTER V  第五章
CHAPTER VI  第六章
CHAPTER VII  第七章
CHAPTER VIII  第八章
CHAPTER IX  第九章
CHAPTER X  第十章
CHAPTER XI  第十一章
CHAPTER XII  第十二章
CHAPTER XIII  第十三章
CHAPTER I  
第一章  
IN a narrow, darkened room, my father, dressed in a white and unusually long garment, lay on the floor under the window. The toes of his bare feet were curiously extended, and the fingers of the still hands, which rested peacefully upon his breast, were curved; his merry eyes were tightly closed by the black disks of two copper coins; the light had gone out of his still face, and I was frightened by the ugly way he showed his teeth.
在一间狭窄又黑暗的房间里，我的父亲，穿着奇长的白色外衣，躺在窗户下的地板上。他那裸露的脚趾好奇地向前伸着，纹丝不动的手指弯曲着，安静地放在胸口；他那双常常微笑的眼睛也紧闭着，像是被两枚黑黑的铜币压着一般；他那慈祥的面孔已经失去光泽，而且他那露出牙齿的丑陋样子也让我感到害怕。
My mother, only half clad in a red petticoat, knelt and combed my father's long, soft hair, from his brow to the nape of his neck, with the same black comb which I loved to use to tear the rind of watermelons; she talked unceasingly in her low, husky voice, and it seemed as if her swollen eyes must be washed away by the incessant flow of tears.
我的母亲，只半裹着一件红色内裙，跪在父亲旁边，梳理着他柔软的长发，从前额到脖子；她用的那把木梳，就是我以前很喜欢用来削西瓜皮的黑木梳；她不停地说着什么，声音低沉沙哑，她那双水肿的眼睛看起来也要被不断流下的泪水冲走。
Holding me by the hand was my grandmother, who had a big, round head, large eyes, and a nose like a sponge—a dark, tender, wonderfully interesting person. She also was weeping, and her grief formed a fitting accompaniment to my mother's, as, shuddering the while, she pushed me towards my father; but I, terrified and uneasy, obstinately tried to hide myself against her. I had never seen grown-up people cry before, and I did not understand the words which my grandmother uttered again and again: 
把我抱在怀里的是我的外祖母；她头很大，很圆，大眼睛，鼻子像一块海绵——一个皮肤黝黑、性格温和又很有趣的女人。她也在哭，跟母亲的哭声相称；她颤抖着，把我推向了我的父亲。但是，我因为害怕和不安，一个劲儿地想把自己藏 ............

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