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1、【国外英文文学】村上春树挪威森林HARUKI MURAKAMI was born in Kyoto in 1949. His works of fiction include Dance Dance Dance, The Elephant Vanishes, Hard-boiled Wonderland and the End of the World, A Wild Sheep Chase, The Wind-up Bird Chronicle, South of the Border, West of the Sun, and Sputnik Sweetheart. His first w

2、ork of non-fiction, Underground, is an examination of the Tokyo subway gas attack. He has translated into Japanese the work of F. Scott Fitzgerald, Truman Capote, John Irving, and Raymond Carver.JAY RUBIN is a professor of Japanese literature at Harvard University. He has translated Haruki Murakamis

3、 The Wind-up Bird Chronicle and has completed a study entitled HarukiAlso by Haruki Murakami in English translationFictionDANCE DANCE DANCETHE ELEPHANT VANISHESHARD-BOILED WONDERLAND AND THE END OF THE WORLDA WILD SHEEP CHASETHE WIND-UP BIRD CHRONICLESOUTH OF THE BORDER, WEST OF THE SUNSPUTNIK SWEET

4、HEARTNon-fictionUNDERGROUND3Haruki MurakamiNORWEGIAN WOODTranslated from the Japanese byJay RubinTHE HARVILL PRESSLONDONFor Many FetesThis e-book is not to be sold.scanned by: ditab4First published as Normeei no marl by Kodansha, Tokyo in 1987First published in Great Britain in 2000 by The Harvill P

5、ress2 Aztec Row, Berners Road, London N10PWThis paperback edition first published in 2001135798642? Haruki Murakami, 1987English translation ? Haruki Murakami, 2000of elite students from various universities. They formed study groups that met several times a month and included some of the founders.

6、Any member of the club could be assured of a good job after graduation. I had no idea which - if any - of these theories was correct, but they all shared the assumption that there was something fishy about the place.In any case, I spent two years - from the spring of 1968 to the spring of 1970 - liv

7、ing in this fishy dormitory. Why I put up with it so long, I cant really say. In terms of everyday life, it made no practical difference to me whether the place was right wing or left wing or anything else.Each day began with the solemn raising of the flag. They played the 16national anthem, too, of

8、 course. You cant have one without the other. The flagpole stood in the very center of the compound, where it was visible from every window of all three dormitories.The Head of the east dormitory (my building) was in charge of the flag. He was a tall, eagle-eyed man in his late fifties or early sixt

9、ies. His bristly hair was flecked with grey, and his sunburned neck bore a long scar. People whispered that he was a graduate of the wartime Nakano spy school, but no one knew for sure. Next to him stood a student who acted as his assistant. No one really knew this guy, either. He had the worlds sho

10、rtest crewcut and always wore a navy-blue student uniform. I didnt know his name or which room he lived in, never saw him in the dining hall or the bath. Im not even sure he was a student, though you would think he must have been, given the uniform - which quickly became his nickname. In contrast to

11、 Sir Nakano, Uniform was short, pudgy and pasty-faced. This creepy couple would raise the banner of the Rising Sun every morning at six. When I first entered the dormitory, the sheer novelty of the event would often prompt me to get up early to observe this patriotic ritual. The two would appear in

12、the quadrangle at almost the exact moment the radio beeped the six oclock signal. Uniform was wearing his uniform, of course, with black leather shoes, and Nakano wore a short jacket and white trainers. Uniform held a ceremonial box of untreated paulownia wood, while Nakano carried a Sony tape recor

13、der at his side. He placed this at the base of the flagpole, while Uniform opened the box to reveal a neatly folded banner. This he reverentially proffered to Nakano, who would clip it to the rope on the flagpole, revealing the bright red circle of the Rising Sun on a field of pure white. Then Unifo

14、rm pressed the switch for the playing of the anthem. May Our Lords Reign.And up the flag would climb.Until pebbles turn to boulders . It would reach halfway up the pole.140She picked up the basketball again, twirled it in her hands and bounced it on the ground.The most important thing is not to let

15、yourself get impatient, Reiko said. This is one more piece of advice I have for you: dont get impatient. Even if things are so tangled up you cant do anything, dont get desperate or blow a fuse and start yanking on one particular thread before its ready to come undone. You have to realize its going

16、to be a long process and that youll work on things slowly, one at a time. Do you think you can do that? I can try, I said.It may take a very long time, you know, and even then she may not recover completely. Have you thought about that? I nodded. Waiting is hard, she said, bouncing the ball. Especia

17、lly for someone your age. You just sit and wait for her to get better. Without deadlines or guarantees. Do you think you can do that? Do you love Naoko that much?Im not sure, I said honestly. Like Naoko, Im not really sure what it means to love another person. Though she meant it a little differentl

18、y. I do want to try my best, though. I have to, or else I wont know where to go. Like you said before, Naoko and I have to save each other. Its the only way for either of us to be saved.And are you going to go on sleeping with girls you pick up? I dont know what to do about that either, I said. What

19、 do you think? Should I just keep waiting and masturbating? Im not in complete control there, either.Reiko set the ball on the ground and patted my knee, Look/ she said, Im not telling you to stop sleeping with girls. If youre OK with that, then its OK. Its your life after all, its something you hav

20、e to decide. All Im saying is you shouldnt use yourself up in some unnatural form. Do you see what Im getting at? It would be such a waste. The years 19 and 20 are a crucial stage in the maturation of character, and if you allow yourself to become warped when youre that 141age, it will cause you pai

21、n when youre older. Its true. So think about it carefully. If you want to take care of Naoko, take care of yourself, too.11I said I would think about it.I was 20 myself. Once upon a time. Would you believe it? I believe it. Of course.Deep down?1Deep down/11 said with a smile.And I was cute, too. Not

22、 as cute as Naoko, but pretty damn cute. I didnt have all these wrinkles.I said I liked her wrinkles a lot. She thanked me.But dont ever tell another woman that you find her wrinkles attractive, she added. nl like to hear it, but Im the exception.* Ill be careful, I said.She slipped a wallet from he

23、r trouser pocket and handed me a photo from the card-holder. It was a colour snapshot of a cute girl around ten years old wearing skis and a brightly coloured ski-suit, standing on the snow smiling sweetly for the camera.Isnt she pretty? My daughter, said Reiko. She sent me this in January. Shes - w

24、hat? - nine years old now.HShe has your smile, I said, returning the photo. Reiko pocketed the wallet and, with a sniff, put a cigarette between her lips and lit up. I was going to be a concert pianist, she said. I had talent, and people recognized it and made a fuss over me while I was growing up.

25、I won competitions and had top marks in the conservatoire, and I was all set to study in Germany after graduation. Not a cloud on the horizon. Everything worked out perfectly, and when it didnt there was always somebody to fix it. But then one day something happened, and it all blew apart. I was in

26、my final year at the conservatoire and there was a fairly important competition coming up. I practised for it constantly, but all of a sudden the little finger of my left hand stopped moving. I dont know why, but it just did. I tried massaging it, soaking 142 it in hot water, taking a few days off f

27、rom practice: nothing worked. So then I got scared and went to the doctors. They tried all kinds of tests but they couldnt come up with anything. There was nothing wrong with the finger itself, and the nerves were OK, they said: there was no reason it should stop moving. The problem must be psycholo

28、gical. So I went to a psychiatrist, but he didnt really know what was going on, either. Probably pre-competition stress, he said, and advised me to get away from the piano for a while.Reiko inhaled deeply and let the smoke out. Then she bent her neck to the side a few times.So I went to recuperate a

29、t my grandmothers place on the coast in Izu. I thought Id forget about that particular competition and really relax, spend a couple of weeks away from the piano doing anything I wanted. But it was hopeless. Piano was all I could think about. Maybe my finger would never move again. How would I live i

30、f that happened? The same thoughts kept going round and round in my brain. And no wonder: piano had been my whole life up to that point. I had started playing when I was four and grew up thinking about the piano and nothing else. I never did housework so as not to injure my fingers. People paid atte

31、ntion to me for that one thing: my talent at the piano. Take the piano away from a girl whos grown up like that, and whats left? So then, snap! MY mind became a complete jumble. Total darkness.She dropped her cigarette to the ground and stamped it out, then bent her neck a few times again.That was t

32、he end of my dream of becoming a concert pianist. I spent two months in the hospital. My finger started to move shortly after I arrived, so I was able to return to the conservatoire and graduate, but something inside me had vanished. Some jewel of energy or something had disappeared - evaporated - f

33、rom inside my body. The doctor said I lacked the mental strength to become a professional pianist and advised me to abandon the idea. So after graduating I took 143pupils and taught them at home. But the pain I felt was excruciating. It was as if my life had ended. Here I was in my early twenties an

34、d the best part of my life was over. Do you see how terrible that would be? I had such potential, then woke up one day and it had gone. No more applause, no one would make a big fuss over me, no one would tell me how wonderful I was. I spent day after day in the house teaching neighbourhood children

35、 Beyer exercises and sonatinas. I felt so miserable, I cried all the time. To think what I had missed! I would hear about people who were far less talented than me winning second place in a competition or holding a recital in such-and-such a hall, and the tears would pour out of me.My parents walked

36、 around on tiptoe, afraid of hurting me. But I knew how disappointed they were. All of a sudden the daughter they had been so proud of was an ex-mental-patient. They couldnt even marry me off. When youre living with people, you sense what theyre feeling, and I hated it. I was afraid to go out, afrai

37、d the neighbours were talking about me. So then, snap! It happened again - the jumble, the darkness. It happened when I was 24, and this time I spent seven months in a sanatorium. Not this place: a regular insane asylum with high walls and locked gates. A filthy place without pianos. I didnt know wh

38、at to do with myself. All I knew was I wanted to get out of there as soon as I could, so I struggled desperately to get better. Seven months: a long seven months. Thats when my wrinkles started. Reiko smiled, her lips stretching from side to side.I hadnt been out of the hospital for long when I met

39、a man and got married. He was a year younger than me, an engineer who worked in an aeroplane manufacturing company, and one of my pupils. A nice man. He didnt say a lot, but he was warm and sincere. He had been taking lessons from me for six months when all of a sudden he asked me to marry him. Just

40、 like that - one day when we were having tea after his lesson. Can you believe it? We had never dated or held hands. He took me totally off guard. I told him I couldnt get married.144I said I liked him and thought he was a nice person but that, for certain reasons, I couldnt marry him. He wanted to

41、know what those reasons were, so I explained everything to him with complete honesty - that I had been hospitalized twice for mental breakdowns. I told him everything - what the cause had been, my condition, and the possibility that it could happen again. He said he needed time to think, and I encou

42、raged him to take all the time he needed. But when he came for his lesson a week later, he said he still wanted to marry me. I asked him to wait three months. We would see each other for three months, I said, and if he still wanted to marry me at that point, we would talk about it again.We dated onc

43、e a week for three months. We went everywhere, and talked about everything, and I got to like him a lot. When I was with him, I felt as if my life had finally come back to me. It gave me a wonderful sense of relief to be alone with him: I could forget all those terrible things that had happened. So

44、what if I hadnt been able to become a concert pianist? So what if I had spent time in mental hospitals? My life hadnt ended. Life was still full of wonderful things I hadnt experienced. If only for having made me feel that way, I felt tremendously grateful to him. After three months went by, he aske

45、d me again to marry him. And this is what I said to him: If you want to sleep with me, I dont mind. Ive never slept with anybody, and Im very fond of you, so if you want to make love to me, I dont mind at all. But marrying me is a whole different matter. If you marry me, you take on all my troubles,

46、 and theyre a lot worse than you can imagine. He said he didnt care, that he didnt just want to sleep with me, he wanted to marry me, to share everything I had inside me. And he meant it. He was the kind of person who would only say what he really meant, and do anything he said. So I agreed to marry

47、 him. It was all I could do. We got married, lets see, four months later I think it was. He fought with his parents over me, and they disowned him. He was from an old family that lived in a rural part of Shikoku. They 145had my background investigated and found out that I had been hospitalized twice

48、. No wonder they opposed the marriage. So, anyway, we didnt have a wedding ceremony. We just went to the registry office and registered our marriage and took a trip to Hakone for two nights. That was plenty for us: we were happy. And finally, I remained a virgin until the day I married. I was 25 yea

49、rs old! Can you believe it?Reiko sighed and picked up the basketball again.I thought that as long as I was with him, I would be all right, she went on. As long as I was with him, my troubles would stay away.Thats the most important thing for a sickness like ours: a sense of trust. If I put myself in this persons hands, Ill be OK. If my condition starts to worsen even