Twenty years ago, I drove a taxi for a living. One night I went to pick up a passenger at 2:30 AM. When I arrived to collect, I found the building was dark except for a single light in a ground floor window.
I walked to the door and knocked, “Just a minute,” answered a weak, elderly voice.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her eighties stood before me. By her side was a small suitcase.
I took the suitcase to the car, and then returned to help the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the car.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. “It’s nothing,” I told her. “I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated.”
“Oh, you’re such a good man.” She said. When we got into the taxi, she gave me an address, and then asked, “Could you drive through downtown?”
“It’s not the shortest way,” I answered quickly.
“Oh, I’m in no hurry,” she said. “I’m on my way to a hospice(临终医院). I don’t have any family left. The doctor says I don’t have very long.”
I quietly reached over and shut off the meter(计价器).
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked, the neighborhood where she had lived, and the furniture shop that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.
Sometimes she’d ask me to slow down in front of a particular building and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.
At dawn, she suddenly said,” I’m tired. Let’s go now.”
We drove in silence to the address she had given me.
“How much do I owe you?” she asked.
“Nothing.” I said.
“You have to make a living,” she answered. “Oh, there are other passengers,” I answered.
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto e tightly. Our hug ended with her remark, “You gave an old woman a little moment of joy.”
hejun666 (2008-7-03 10:57:13)
Twenty years ago, I drove a taxi for a living. One night I went to pick up a passenger at 2:30 AM. When I arrived to collect, I found the building was dark except for a single light in a ground floor window.
I walked to the door and knocked, “Just a minute,” answered a weak, elderly voice.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her eighties stood before me. By her side was a small suitcase.
I took the suitcase to the car, and then returned to help the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the car.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. “It’s nothing,” I told her. “I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated.”
“Oh, you’re such a good man.” She said. When we got into the taxi, she gave me an address, and then asked, “Could you drive through downtown?”
“It’s not the shortest way,” I answered quickly.
“Oh, I’m in no hurry,” she said. “I’m on my way to a hospice(临终医院). I don’t have any family left. The doctor says I don’t have very long.”
I quietly reached over and shut off the meter(计价器).
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked, the neighborhood where she had lived, and the furniture shop that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.
Sometimes she’d ask me to slow down in front of a particular building and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.
At dawn, she suddenly said,” I’m tired. Let’s go now.”
We drove in silence to the address she had given me.
“How much do I owe you?” she asked.
“Nothing.” I said.
“You have to make a living,” she answered. “Oh, there are other passengers,” I answered.
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto e tightly. Our hug ended with her remark, “You gave an old woman a little moment of joy.”
coco_78 (2008-7-03 10:58:49)
(C) 我喜欢看表演，因为它比较奇妙。
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bj624 (2008-7-03 11:04:31)
a？
bj624 (2008-7-03 11:04:50)
email (2008-7-03 11:27:59)
c
pp哦哦 (2008-7-03 11:36:26)
c
pp哦哦 (2008-7-03 11:38:28)
the passage is so long ,i would not like to translate it
shantuo (2008-7-03 11:38:30)
c
pp哦哦 (2008-7-03 11:39:02)
but i got it
heyedong911 (2008-7-03 12:01:45)
C
bj624 (2008-7-03 12:05:18)
QUOTE:
原帖由 hejun666 于 2008-7-3 10:56 发表
Twenty years ago, I drove a taxi for a living. One night I went to pick up a passenger at 2:30 AM. When I arrived to collect, I found the building was dark except for a single light in a ground floor ...
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hejun666 (2008-7-03 10:56:19)
I walked to the door and knocked, “Just a minute,” answered a weak, elderly voice.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her eighties stood before me. By her side was a small suitcase.
I took the suitcase to the car, and then returned to help the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the car.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. “It’s nothing,” I told her. “I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated.”
“Oh, you’re such a good man.” She said. When we got into the taxi, she gave me an address, and then asked, “Could you drive through downtown?”
“It’s not the shortest way,” I answered quickly.
“Oh, I’m in no hurry,” she said. “I’m on my way to a hospice(临终医院). I don’t have any family left. The doctor says I don’t have very long.”
I quietly reached over and shut off the meter(计价器).
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked, the neighborhood where she had lived, and the furniture shop that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.
Sometimes she’d ask me to slow down in front of a particular building and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.
At dawn, she suddenly said,” I’m tired. Let’s go now.”
We drove in silence to the address she had given me.
“How much do I owe you?” she asked.
“Nothing.” I said.
“You have to make a living,” she answered. “Oh, there are other passengers,” I answered.
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto e tightly. Our hug ended with her remark, “You gave an old woman a little moment of joy.”
hejun666 (2008-7-03 10:57:13)
I walked to the door and knocked, “Just a minute,” answered a weak, elderly voice.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her eighties stood before me. By her side was a small suitcase.
I took the suitcase to the car, and then returned to help the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the car.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. “It’s nothing,” I told her. “I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated.”
“Oh, you’re such a good man.” She said. When we got into the taxi, she gave me an address, and then asked, “Could you drive through downtown?”
“It’s not the shortest way,” I answered quickly.
“Oh, I’m in no hurry,” she said. “I’m on my way to a hospice(临终医院). I don’t have any family left. The doctor says I don’t have very long.”
I quietly reached over and shut off the meter(计价器).
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked, the neighborhood where she had lived, and the furniture shop that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.
Sometimes she’d ask me to slow down in front of a particular building and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.
At dawn, she suddenly said,” I’m tired. Let’s go now.”
We drove in silence to the address she had given me.
“How much do I owe you?” she asked.
“Nothing.” I said.
“You have to make a living,” she answered. “Oh, there are other passengers,” I answered.
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto e tightly. Our hug ended with her remark, “You gave an old woman a little moment of joy.”
coco_78 (2008-7-03 10:58:49)
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QUOTE:
二十年前，我一开计程车为生。一个晚上2：30分的时候我去接一个乘客。当我到那边去接时，我看到那栋楼除了地面层窗口有个孤零零的灯光之外其他都是黑的。我走到门口敲了敲门，“等一下”一个虚弱的，很老的声音回答道。
停顿了很长一段时间后，门打开了。一个80多岁的小个的女人站在我面前。旁边放着一个小的行李箱。
我把行李箱放到车上，并回去帮那个老人。她扶着我的手臂慢慢的走向汽车。
她一直不停的为我的友善道谢。“这没什么的”我告诉她，“我只是尽量用我希望我妈妈被对待的方式对待我的乘客。”
“哦，你真是个好人。”她说，当我们坐到车里的时候，她给了我一个地址，并且说“你能不能从市中心走啊？”
“那不是最近的路啊”我很快的回答
“哦，我不赶时间”她说，我是在去一个临终医院。我家没有别的人了。医生告诉我，我没有多长时间了。”
我安静的上路并且吧计价器关了。
接下来的两个小时，我们逛了整个城市。她指给我看她曾经工作过的大楼，她生活过的地方，她年轻的时候跳舞的曾经是一家宴会厅现在是家具店的地方。
一次，她在一家单独的楼前叫我放慢速度并坐着凝视着黑暗中，什么也不说。
在天亮时，她突然说“我累了，我们走吧。”
我静静的开到了她之前给我的地址
“我应该付你多少钱呢？”她问
“不用了”我说
“你也要生活的”她回答道，“恩，我还有其他的乘客啊”我答道
几乎没怎么思考，我弯向她并给了她一个拥抱。她也紧紧抱了下。我们的拥抱在她说“你给了一个老人一会儿的快乐。”
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我走过去敲了敲门，“请等一下”一个虚弱苍老的声音回答我。
过了很长时间，门开了，站在我面前的是一个八十多岁的矮小的老太太，她旁边有一个小手提箱。
我把她的小手提箱放到车里，然后回来搀扶这位老太太，她扶着我的手臂，我们慢慢的走向车门。
她不断的感谢我的善良，“这没什么”我说，“我只是像希望别人对待我的母亲的方式一样来对待我的乘客。”
“你真是一个好人”她说。当我们坐进车里，她给了我一个地址。然后问我，能不能穿过小镇。
“可这不是最短的路程。”我很快的回答她。
“哦，我不着急”她说，“我这是去临终医院的路上，我没有任何亲人了，医生说我活不长了。”
我很快的把计价器归零并且关掉。
接下来的两个小时，我们穿过了整个城市，她一一告诉我她曾经工作过的建筑，以前的邻居，还有一个家具店，它曾经是一个酒吧，她年轻的时候曾经在那里跳过舞。
有时候，她请求我把车停在一个单独的建筑前，仅仅是坐着，盯着眼前的黑暗，安静的不说一句话。
破晓时分，她突然对我说“我累了，我们走吧！”
我们一路沉默的开往她给我的那个地址。
“我应该付你多少钱呢？”她问。
“不用”我说。
“可你要谋生”她说。“我还有其他的乘客可以赚钱。”我回答她。
几乎没有想的，我过去给了她一个拥抱，她也紧紧的抱住我，我们的拥抱在她的话语中结束，“你给了一个老人最后一刻的欢乐。”