看不见的城市

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天气晴好，好得让人直想睡觉。Ann Arbor最迷人的季节快过去了，整个秋天，我都将观察小松鼠过马路作为小小的娱乐方式并感到乐此不疲。

光脚缩在床上看《挪威的森林》，至此已是第四遍或第五遍。村上的小说就好在，每每重读都有比之前更细的细节可供挖掘。 读到最末页，看到绿子在电话那边的沉默被描述为“全世界所有细雨落在全世界所有的草坪”。我将这个古怪的比喻反复在脑袋里回想了一番，合上书睡了一觉。

Norwegian wood

Beatles

 　　I once had a girl,

　　Or should I say

　　She once had me.

　　She showed me her room,

　　Isn’t it good?

　　Norwegian wood.

　　She asked my to stay and told me sit anywhere,

　　So I looked around and I noticed there wasn’t a chair.

　　I sat on a rug

　　Biding my time,

　　Drinking her wine.

　　We talked until two,

　　And then she said,

　　‘It’s time for bed’.

　　She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh,

　　I told her I didn’t, and crawled off to sleep in the bath.

　　And when I awoke

　　I was alone,

　　This bird has flown,

　　So I lit a fire,

　　Isn’t it good?

　　Norwegian wood.