Ernest Miller Hemingway

作者：

歐內(nèi)斯特·米勒·海明威（Ernest Miller Hemingway，1899年7月21日—1961年7月2日），出生于美國(guó)伊利諾伊州芝加哥市郊區(qū)奧克帕克，美國(guó)作家、記者，被認(rèn)為是20世紀(jì)最著名的小說(shuō)家之一。1953年，他以《老人與?！罚═he Old Man and theSea）一書(shū)獲得普利策獎(jiǎng)；1954 年，《老人與?！酚譃楹Ｃ魍Z得諾貝爾文學(xué)獎(jiǎng)。2001年，海明威的《太陽(yáng)照常升起》（The Sun Also Rises）與《永別了，武器》（A Farewellto Arms）兩部作品被美國(guó)現(xiàn)代圖書(shū)館列入“20世紀(jì)100部最佳英文小說(shuō)”。

作品：

《老人與?！返墓适卤尘笆窃诙兰o(jì)中葉的古巴。故事主人公是一位叫圣地亞哥的老漁夫。這位風(fēng)燭殘年的漁夫一連八十多天都沒(méi)有釣到一條魚(yú)，幾乎都快餓死了，但他仍然不肯認(rèn)輸，充滿著奮斗的精神，最后終于釣到一條體重約一千五百磅的大馬林魚(yú)。大魚(yú)拖著船往大海走，但老人依然拉著不放，即使沒(méi)有水，沒(méi)有食物，沒(méi)有武器，沒(méi)有助手，而且左手抽筋，他也絲毫不灰心。經(jīng)過(guò)兩天兩夜，他終于殺死大魚(yú)，把它拴在船邊。這部小說(shuō)表現(xiàn)了一種奮斗的人生觀，即使面對(duì)的是不可征服的大自然，但人仍然可以得到精神上的勝利。在奮斗的過(guò)程中，我們可以看到一個(gè)人如何成為一個(gè)頂天立地的大丈夫。

On the next turn， the oldman nearly had the fish. Butagain he righted himself andswam slowly away. You arekilling me， fish， the old manthought. But you have a right to.Never have I seen a greater， ormore beautiful， or a calmer ormore noble thing than you，brother. Come on and kill me.I do not care who kills who.Now you are getting confusedin the head， he thought. Youmust keep your head clear.Keep your head clear andknow how to suffer like a man，or a fish， he thought.“ Clear up， head，” hesaid in a voice he could hardly hear.“Clear up.”

Twice more it was the same on theturns. I do not know， the old man thought.He had been on the point of feeling himselfgo each time. I do not know. But I willtry it once more. He tried it once more andhe felt himself going when he turned thefish. The fish righted himself and swam offagain slowly with the great tail weaving inthe air. Ill try it again， the old manpromised， although his hands were mushynow and he could only see well in flashes.He tried it again and it was the same.

So he thought， and he felt himselfgoing before he started; I will try it onceagain. He took all his pain and what wasleft of his strength and his long gone pride.He put it against the fishs agony and thefish came over onto his side and swamgently on his side， his bill almost touchingthe planking of the skiff and started topass the boat， long， deep， wide， silver andbarred with purple and interminable in thewater. The old man dropped the line andput his foot on it and lifted the harpoon ashigh as he could and drove it down with allhis strength， and more strength he had justsummoned， into the fishs side just behindthe great chest fin that rose high in the airto the altitude of the mans chest.

He felt the iron go in and he leanedon it and drove it further and then pushedall his weight after it. Then the fish camealive， with his death in him， and rose highout of the water showing all his greatlength and width and all his power and hisbeauty. He seemed to hang in the airabove the old man in the skiff. Then he fellinto the water with a crash that sent sprayover the old man and over all of the skiff.

The old man felt faint and sick andhe could not see well. But he cleared theharpoon line and let it run slowly throughhis raw hands and， when he could see， hesaw the fish was on his back with his silverbelly up.

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