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类别:文学名著 作者:赫尔曼·黑塞 本章:OM

    For a long time, tinued to burn. Many a traveller Siddo ferry across ter, and  envying  t;So many, so many test of good fortunes-- for me.quot; t reason , to the childlike people he had become.

    Differently t, less proud, but instead  seem alien to o: ood tood and s guided by ts and insig solely by urges and ion and ill seemed to ies, desires for possession, and ridiculous aspects o andable, became lovable, even became ion to upid, blind pride of a conceited fatuff, all of t immensely strong, strongly living, strongly prevailing urges and desires ing ely mucely muc,  ructible, ts. ortion y, trengtenacity. to put  for one little tiny, small t of ted in many an  o be valued t mig also pers, to ten far superior to t as animals too can, after all, in some moments, seem to be superior to ouging performance of w is necessary.

    Slo ually   a readiness of ty, a secret art, to t, o be able to feel and in ernal perfection of the world, smiling, oneness.

    But till burned, longingly and bitterly Sidd of ured enderness in , alloo gna ted all fooliss of love. Not by itself, t.

    And one day,  and o go to ty and to look for ly and quietly, it  its voice sounded strange: it laug laug laugly and clearly at topped,  over ter, in order to ter, and ed in tly moving ers, and in ted face tten, and as  about it, : to kno resembled ime ago, as a young man, o let o tents, o  also suffered t long since died, alone,   o expect te for  not a comedy, a strange and stupid matter, tition, teful circle?

    t  been suffered and solved up to its end, t Sidd back into t and ferried back to t, t by t odds ending to less tending towards laug {???} ire world.

    {I t s;überquot; instead of quot;aberquot;.}

    Alas, t blossoming yet,  ill fige, cory  yet s urned to t,  an undefeatable desire to open up to Vasudeva, to ser of listening, to say everything.

    Vasudeva ting in t and . , arting to get  just he cheerful benevolence of his face.

    Sidd do to tarted talking.  talked about, old o ty, at t time, of t t of ile fig ted everyto say everyt embarrassing parts, everytell. ed old oday, er, a co o ty, he river had laughed.

    ime,  face, Vasudevas listening gave Siddronger sensation to   erpart. to so tener  in til it ill speaking, still admitting and confessing, Sidd more and more t tening to  tionless listener  tionless man self, t  ernal itself. And ion of Vasudevas cer took possession of  it and entered into it, t became, t everytural, t Vasudeva ime, almost forever, t only  quite recognised it, yes, t  reacate. , t  t last; in , arted bidding o Vasudeva. talked incessantly.

    alking, Vasudeva turned ly

    love and canding and kno by t do the river.

    quot;Youve  laug; ;But you  s listen, youll ;

    tened. Softly sounded to ter, and images appeared to er: ied o ant son;  sang, longingly, it floos goal, lamentingly its voice sang.

    quot;Do you ; Vasudevas mute gaze asked. Siddha nodded.

    quot;Listen better!quot; Vasudeva whispered.

    Sidd to listen better. turned all into tisfiable desire. For t ed of ers erfall, ter turned into vapour and rose to turned into rain and poured dourned into a source, a stream, a river,  t still resounded, full of suffering, searc ot, voices of joy and of suffering, good and bad voices, laughousand voices.

    Siddened.  a listener, completely concentrated on listening, completely empty, , t o listen. Often before, oday it sounded ne, not t togetation of yearning and ter of terted, entangled a times. And everytoget oget togets, ening attentively to tened to ter, ie o any particular voice and submerged o it, but ed of a single word, wion.

    quot;Do you ; Vasudevas gaze asked again.

    Briging radiantly over all ting in tly  ly tarting to so the oneness.

    In topped fige, stopped suffering. On ion, s,  of life, full of sympated to to the oneness.

    by to Siddly toucender manner, and said: quot;Ive been ing for t it  me leave. For a long time, Ive been ing for time, Ive been Vasudeva ts enoug, farewell, river, farewell, Sidd;

    Siddha made a deep bow before him who bid his farewell.

    quot;Ive kno,quot; ly. quot;Youll go into ts?quot;

    quot;Im going into ts, Im going into t; spoke Vasudeva  smile.

    it smile, ; Siddcy ceps full of peace, saw re, saw .


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