英语故事_黑暗

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Ghina sat in the bedroom andlooked at the paper that covered the walls.

He felt strange.

He and his wife had slept inthis room all of their married life.

Yet he could not rememberwhat the walls looked like.

He had been blind.

Now, he could see again.

He got up; and he walkedover to the wall.

He touched the paper withits small red flowers and green leaves.

The colors were old anddull.

Ghina had gotten his sightback in the morning.

He had opened his eyes andthere it was--light, light he had not seen for five years.

At first, the light wasblurry.

Then he saw light shadows.

Then everything becamebright and sharp.

And so he simply sat there,and looked at all the things around him.

His wife and his son hadcried when he told them.

Ghina said all the thingsthey wanted to hear.

To his son, he said,"You have grown tall, tall as a tree. You are just like a man now. It isgood to see you and your smile again."

It was not so easy to talkto his wife.

You look the same Lena,exactly the same.

It was a lie.

But he kept on saying it.

It helped to hide hisfeeling when he saw her old, thin face.

Lena had never beenbeautiful.

But her warm smile gave hera pretty look.

Now, the hard work of caringfor a blind man showed on her face.

She looked tired.

Ghina suddenly felt likerushing outside to do something to pay her for those difficult years.

After a time, Lena and theirson left.

And Ghina sat there andthought about the past.

Everything would bedifferent now, now that he could see again.

In the afternoon, Ghinabecame tired.

He rested as he looked atthe old wall paper.

He began to wonder if hecould start where he had left off.

They had no money.

Lena had thought aboutselling the farm.

But now, that would not benecessary because he could work.

With help from their son,they would keep the farm.

Ideas began to form in hismind.

He thought about the future

The thought of working againbegan to excite him.

At last, Ghina felt braveenough to go outside.

He wondered what changeswould be there.

Lena looked worried.

"Please becareful," she said, "the doctor said to rest and be quiet."

"Oh, I'll be allright," Ghina answered and left the house.

The daylight hurt his eyesat first.

He closed them for a fewminutes.

Then he slowly opened themand started to walk slowly toward the river.

When he got there, he sat onan old fallen tree and looked around.

He saw his farm fields.

He saw how much work was tobe done.

He started to make plans.

It was a day in late April.

It was still cool.

But Ghina just sat there andlooked and planned.

He saw the winding muddyriver.

He saw the purple hillsreaching up to the sky.

He saw the oak trees biggernow along the side of the river.

They were covered with whiteflowers.

He watched the black birdsflied down to his fields.

He had forgotten that theywere so graceful.

Ghina had a sudden urge togo out and work in the fields.

But the feeling quicklyleft.

He felt peaceful.

He enjoyed the quiethappiness of seeing.

Nothing could stop him now,he thought.

He would build his land intoa good farm again.

He began to plan again toorganize his thoughts.

When he had been blind, histhoughts had been blind, too.

He looked at his hands.

They were white and thin andsoft.

He would teach them to workagain.

After a time, Ghina got upand started to walk toward the house.

Now that his thoughts wereclear and he had plans, he wanted to talk to his wife and son.

And then he wanted to feelthe freedom,he had missed so much.

He started to run, smilingand talking happily to himself.

He was excited that he couldmove so fast without any help.

How wonderful to walk alone!

He almost stepped on a frogthat jumpped between his feet.

"Out of the wayfrog," he shouted and laughed.

He laughed to the sky, andto the trees, and to the world.

It was then, that he noticeda change.

A gray curtain fell slowlydown over the river and the valley.

He stood still and openedhis eyes as wide as he could.

The curtain continued tofall now over the oak trees until they became tall shadows.

Ghina closed his eyes and puthis hands against them.

He hoped and hoped.

But when he opened themagain, it was still dark.

The dark fog was stillthere.

This was how it had happenedfive years ago.

He remembered itclearly--one minute he could see, the next minute a dark fog covered the light.

He saw that the fog gotthicker, the purple hills went first, then the oak trees and their whiteflowers.

Then Ghina saw that the farmland and the house were gone, too.

A terrible feel arose insideof him.

He hit the air with hishands trying to push the darkness back.

"No, please!" heshouted, "not again!"

He hit his hands together inhelpless anger.

But the shadows got darker.

"Stop! Stop!" hecried, "no more suffering. Give me a chance. Hold the darkness back,please!"

Ghina reached out to the skyand begged.

But it came slow and heavy.

The darkness grew.

He could still hear theriver; but he could not see it.

He started to run to leavethe darkness behind him.

As he ran, he hit a tree.

He got up and ran again.

He felt no pain only coldterror.

Suddenly, he stoppedrunning.

He put his hands out andtouched a rough old tree.

He put his arms around thetree and started to laugh.

He laughed for a long timeand very loud.

He was a fool, he thought, aweak-minded old fool.

There was nothing to worryabout.

It was night.

He had forgotten the night.

"Yes, that was why itwas dark. It was always dark at night."

In five years of blindness,he had forgotten night came early to the valley in April.

Ghina sat down under thetree weak from laughing.

Wait until he told Lena andhis son, they would laugh with him.

Of course, he was not blindagain.

It could not happen twotimes in one lifetime.

He leaned his head backagainst the tree and smiled once more.

The late, evening sun shone red.

On the tears, that came fromhis eyes.