聂鲁达是我最喜欢的诗人，这首诗又是他的诗中我最喜欢的。
Neruda is one of my favorite poets, this poem is his poems my favorite.
在另一首诗里，聂鲁达曾写：“为什么当我哀伤且感觉到你远离时，全部的爱会突如其来的来临呢”，所以现在的我才会那么喜欢他的“寂静的，仿佛你消失了一样”。
In another a poem, neruda wrote: "why when I sorrow and feel you far away from it, all love will sudden coming?", so now I will be like him so much "silence, as if you disappeared".
薄伽丘也讨论过这个问题：两个女子同样爱上了一个青年，一个女子勇敢的表白了自己的心迹，另一个女子远远的就止步不前，到底哪个女子更爱那个青年？
Boccaccio also discussed this question: two women also fallen in love with a young man, a woman brave told his palpitations, another woman far is stopped, exactly which the young woman love more?
有人说，爱会成为你的勇气，当你爱一个人的时候，你会为他做任何事情，无所畏惧。
Some say love, it will be you of courage, when you love a person, you will do anything for him and fearless.
但是所有爱过的人也知道，当你惦记一个人的时候，便会怕人询问，恐人知晓……
But all the loved also know that, when you missing some one, will fear asking, fears human awareness...
是的，爱使人无所畏惧，同样，爱让人患得患失。
Yes, love makes people fearless, similarly, love lets a person swayed lost.
什么样的爱更深一点什么样的爱更浅一点，薄伽丘用逻辑的论证完成了他的试卷，聂鲁达则是凭心灵的触手捉住了答案。
What kind of love deeper point what love more shallow point, boccaccio use logical argumentation completed his papers, neruda is by heart tentacles caught the answer.
一个不过是纸上谈兵，戏谑多过了深情；
A but is an armchair strategist, teasing passed more soulful,
一个爱着、歌唱着，敏感的觉察到，他更爱什么。
A love, singing, sensitive, he noticed what love more.
这样的爱情连一个诗人都感到嘴拙，他请求她只要把他当成空气，“让我在你的沉默中安静无声”；
Such love even a poet were felt mouth unusualness, he asked her if regard him as air, "let me in your silence;"
因为她是那么的富有，“充满了我的灵魂”，以至于他变得无法存在，他只能假装她不存在。
Because she is so rich, "filled my soul", so that he became cannot exist, he can only pretending she does not exist.
只有当她仿佛不存在时，他才能浮现在事物表面——如同这表象的沉默——“让我借你的沉默与你说话”。
Only when she ases if does not exist, will he be able to emerge in things like this representation of the surface - silence - "let me borrow your silence speak to you."
艾吕雅歌唱恋人“她有我手掌的形状，她有我眸子的颜色”，卞之琳奢求要有情人“怀抱的形状”，舒婷桀骜的非要与橡树比肩齐立，而聂鲁达只敢把自己等同于“你的沉默”……
Ai lu jas singing lovers "she has my hand shape, she has my eyes color", dialogue to embrace the lovers "extravagant beg shape," shu ting quite unruly of don't want to JiLi with oak, neruda only comparable with his "you dare to take the silence"...
就像张爱玲说的那样“她变得很低很低，低到尘埃里”；
Say like zhang ailing that "she became very low very low, low to the dust;"
但我却没法把你看清楚，仿佛再怎么昂头挺胸人都只够看见银河的一条旋臂，“你就像黑夜，拥有寂静与群星”。
But I can't get you see clear, as if again how proud head high only enough to see the galaxy a spiral arm, "you are like the night, with silence and the stars".
就这样，聂鲁达安静的爱着那个女子，沉默着，沉默着，她甚至比作她已死去，让自己哀伤而遥远的爱着她，这样的他远远甚过于那个止步不前的女子，也别说从尘埃里开出花来；
So, neruda quiet love that woman, silent, silent, she even compared to she has been dead, let oneself sadness and distant love her, so he stopped far too that what the woman, also don't say flower leaves to come from dust,
他小心翼翼到如此程度，干净明澈到苛刻，让他的爱情里只允许有爱情……
He was careful to such a degree, clean mingche to strict, let his love were allowed only love...
两个人静默的坐着，就是爱情，唯有静默着，爱情才不会被其他东西冲淡；
Two people sit in silence, and that is love, only silence, love will be other things diluent,
比如柴米油盐、比如身份和肤色、比如嘴唇的形状、比如可能会有的争吵和失望。
Such as daily necessities, such as identity and color, such as the shape of your lips, such as may be some bickering and disappointed.
诗中，聂鲁达用梦的蝴蝶和黑夜来比喻恋人。
Poems, neruda with the dream of the butterfly and the night to describe lovers.
因为梦是不存在的，蝴蝶是绚丽的；
Because the dream is not exist, butterfly is gorgeous,
黑夜是深蓝的，星星越亮，颜色越忧郁。
The night is deep blue, stars brighter, the color is more melancholy.
有人说：“真正爱上一个人，是爱上他的缺点”。
Someone say: "true love a person, is in love with his faults.
而聂鲁达爱的程度，已经到就是爱上他不在的时候。
And the degree of love, has neruda to is love in his absence.
一如那些不能忘怀的初恋，因为死了，“遥远而哀伤”，却让人“觉得幸福，因为那不是真的而觉得幸福”……
As those who cannot forget the first love, because the dead, "distant and sorrow," but let person "feel happy, because it's not really feel happy"...
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Neruda is my favorite poet, this poem is that he's my favorite poem.
In another poem, Neruda had written: "Why do I feel sad and when you are away from all the sudden arrival of love will do", so now I will be so fond of his "silent, as if you absent. "
Boccaccio also discussed this issue: two women also fell in love with a young, brave confession of a woman his own state of mind, and the other woman is not far to stop before the woman which is more love in the end the young man? Some say that love will be your courage, when you love someone, you would do anything for him, fearless. But all loved the people know, when you thinking about a person, he will ask terrifying fear of people know ... ...
Yes, Love can make you fearless, too, love people worry about the outcome. What kind of love a little further what kind of love a little more shallow, with a logical argument Boccaccio completed his paper, Neruda was caught by tentacles mind the answer. One is just on paper, more than an affectionate banter; a love, singing, sensitive awareness that what he loves. Such love with a poet mouth feel humble, and he asked her to put him as long as the air, "Let me in your silence"; because she is so rich, "filled with my soul", that he becomes not exist, he can pretend she does not exist. Only when she seemed to not exist, he could emerge in the surface of things - as the representation of silence - "Let me take your silence and speak to you."
Ai Lvya lover singing "She has the shape of my hand, she has my eye color," Bian luxury lovers to "embrace the shape of the" Shu Ting Jieao have to stand together shoulder to shoulder with the oak, and only dare to own the same Neruda in the "Your Silence" Zhang said ... ... just like it, "she became very, very low, low to the dust"; but I had no opportunity to look at you as if no matter how people have only enough Angtou chest see the Milky Way's spiral arm, "You like the night, the silence and the stars."
In this way, Neruda loved the girl quiet, silent, silent, even more than she had been dead for her so that they are sad and distant love with her, even too much so that he does not stop in front of women, but also not to mention the dust out from the flower; he carefully to such an extent, a clean crystal of the harsh, let his love, there is only love ... ...
Two people sitting in silence, is the love, the only way was silent, love other things will not be diluted; such as daily necessities, such as the identity and color, such as the shape of the lips, such as may be the bickering and disappointment.
Poem, Neruda and night with the dream of the butterfly analogy lovers. Does not exist because the dream, the butterfly is beautiful; the night is dark blue, the stars brighter, the color more blue.
Some say: "truly love a person, is in love with his shortcomings." The extent of Neruda love has come to love him is not the time. As those who can not forget first love, because the dead, "distant and sad," but people "feel happy, because it not true happiness" ... ...
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Neruda is my favorite poet, this poem is that he's my favorite poem.
In another poem, Neruda had written: "Why do I feel sad and when you are away from all the sudden arrival of love will do", so now I will be so fond of his "silent, as if you absent. "
Boccaccio also discussed this issue: two women also fell in love with a young, brave confession of a woman his own state of mind, and the other woman is not far to stop before the woman which is more love in the end the young man? Some say that love will be your courage, when you love someone, you would do anything for him, fearless. But all loved the people know, when you thinking about a person, he will ask terrifying fear of people know ... ...
Yes, Love can make you fearless, too, love people worry about the outcome. What kind of love a little further what kind of love a little more shallow, with a logical argument Boccaccio completed his paper, Neruda was caught by tentacles mind the answer. One is just on paper, more than an affectionate banter; a love, singing, sensitive awareness that what he loves. Such love with a poet mouth feel humble, and he asked her to put him as long as the air, "Let me in your silence"; because she is so rich, "filled with my soul", that he becomes not exist, he can pretend she does not exist. Only when she seemed to not exist, he could emerge in the surface of things - as the representation of silence - "Let me take your silence and speak to you."
Ai Lvya lover singing "She has the shape of my hand, she has my eye color," Bian luxury lovers to "embrace the shape of the" Shu Ting Jieao have to stand together shoulder to shoulder with the oak, and only dare to own the same Neruda in the "Your Silence" Zhang said ... ... just like it, "she became very, very low, low to the dust"; but I had no opportunity to look at you as if no matter how people have only enough Angtou chest see the Milky Way's spiral arm, "You like the night, the silence and the stars."
In this way, Neruda loved the girl quiet, silent, silent, even more than she had been dead for her so that they are sad and distant love with her, even too much so that he does not stop in front of women, but also not to mention the dust out from the flower; he carefully to such an extent, a clean crystal of the harsh, let his love, there is only love ... ...
Two people sitting in silence, is the love, the only way was silent, love other things will not be diluted; such as daily necessities, such as the identity and color, such as the shape of the lips, such as may be the bickering and disappointment.
Poem, Neruda and night with the dream of the butterfly analogy lovers. Does not exist because the dream, the butterfly is beautiful; the night is dark blue, the stars brighter, the color more blue.
Some say: "truly love a person, is in love with his shortcomings." The extent of Neruda love has come to love him is not the time. As those who can not forget first love, because the dead, "distant and sad," but people "feel happy, because it not true happiness" ... ..
Neruda is one of my favorite poets, this poem is his poems my favorite.
In another a poem, neruda wrote: "why when I sorrow and feel you far away from it, all love will sudden coming?", so now I will be like him so much "silence, as if you disappeared".
Boccaccio also discussed this question: two women also fallen in love with a young man, a woman brave told his palpitations, another woman far is stopped, exactly which the young woman love more? Some say love, it will be you of courage, when you love a person, you will do anything for him and fearless. But all the loved also know that, when you missing some one, will fear asking, fears human awareness...
Yes, love makes people fearless, similarly, love lets a person swayed lost. What kind of love deeper point what love more shallow point, boccaccio use logical argumentation completed his papers, neruda is by heart tentacles caught the answer. A but is an armchair strategist, teasing passed more soulful, A love, singing, sensitive, he noticed what love more. Such love even a poet were felt mouth unusualness, he asked her if regard him as air, "let me in your silence;" Because she is so rich, "filled my soul", so that he became cannot exist, he can only pretending she does not exist. Only when she ases if does not exist, will he be able to emerge in things like this representation of the surface - silence - "let me borrow your silence speak to you."
Ai lu jas singing lovers "she has my hand shape, she has my eyes color", dialogue to embrace the lovers "extravagant beg shape," shu ting quite unruly of don't want to JiLi with oak, neruda only comparable with his "you dare to take the silence"... Say like zhang ailing that "she became very low very low, low to the dust;" But I can't get you see clear, as if again how proud head high only enough to see the galaxy a spiral arm, "you are like the night, with silence and the stars".
So, neruda quiet love that woman, silent, silent, she even compared to she has been dead, let oneself sadness and distant love her, so he stopped far too that what the woman, also don't say flower leaves to come from dust, He was careful to such a degree, clean mingche to strict, let his love were allowed only love...
Two people sit in silence, and that is love, only silence, love will be other things diluent, Such as daily necessities, such as identity and color, such as the shape of your lips, such as may be some bickering and disappointed.
Poems, neruda with the dream of the butterfly and the night to describe lovers. Because the dream is not exist, butterfly is gorgeous, The night is deep blue, stars brighter, the color is more melancholy.
Someone say: "true love a person, is in love with his faults. And the degree of love, has neruda to is love in his absence. As those who cannot forget the first love, because the dead, "distant and sorrow," but let person "feel happy, because it's not really feel happy"...
为什么当我哀伤且感觉到你远离时，全部的爱会突如其来的来临呢”，所以现在的我才会那么喜欢他的“寂静的，仿佛你消失了一样”。
薄伽丘也讨论过这个问题：两个女子同样爱上了一个青年，一个女子勇敢的表白了自己的心迹，另一个女子远远的就止步不前，到底哪个女子更爱那个青年？有人说，爱会成为你的勇气，当你爱一个人的时候，你会为他做任何事情，无所畏惧。但是所有爱过的人也知道，当你惦记一个人的时候，便会怕人询问，恐人知晓……
是的，爱使人无所畏惧，同样，爱让人患得患失。什么样的爱更深一点什么样的爱更浅一点，薄伽丘用逻辑的论证完成了他的试卷，聂鲁达则是凭心灵的触手捉住了答案。一个不过是纸上谈兵，戏谑多过了深情；一个爱着、歌唱着，敏感的觉察到，他更爱什么。这样的爱情连一个诗人都感到嘴拙，他请求她只要把他当成空气，“让我在你的沉默中安静无声”；因为她是那么的富有，“充满了我的灵魂”，以至于他变得无法存在，他只能假装她不存在。只有当她仿佛不存在时，他才能浮现在事物表面——如同这表象的沉默——“让我借你的沉默与你说话”。
艾吕雅歌唱恋人“她有我手掌的形状，她有我眸子的颜色”，卞之琳奢求要有情人“怀抱的形状”，舒婷桀骜的非要与橡树比肩齐立，而聂鲁达只敢把自己等同于“你的沉默”……就像张爱玲说的那样“她变得很低很低，低到尘埃里”；但我却没法把你看清楚，仿佛再怎么昂头挺胸人都只够看见银河的一条旋臂，“你就像黑夜，拥有寂静与群星”。
就这样，聂鲁达安静的爱着那个女子，沉默着，沉默着，她甚至比作她已死去，让自己哀伤而遥远的爱着她，这样的他远远甚过于那个止步不前的女子，也别说从尘埃里开出花来；他小心翼翼到如此程度，干净明澈到苛刻，让他的爱情里只允许有爱情……
两个人静默的坐着，就是爱情，唯有静默着，爱情才不会被其他东西冲淡；比如柴米油盐、比如身份和肤色、比如嘴唇的形状、比如可能会有的争吵和失望。
诗中，聂鲁达用梦的蝴蝶和黑夜来比喻恋人。因为梦是不存在的，蝴蝶是绚丽的；黑夜是深蓝的，星星越亮，颜色越忧郁。
有人说：“真正爱上一个人，是爱上他的缺点”。而聂鲁达爱的程度，已经到就是爱上他不在的时候。一如那些不能忘怀的初恋，因为死了，“遥远而哀伤”，却让人“觉得幸福，因为那不是真的而觉得幸福”…… 全部用第2声回答
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