Thirteen years later, here we were, still inseparable.

I thought about his puppyhood and adolescence, about the shredded couches and eaten mattresses, about the wild walks along the intracoastal, and the cheek-to-jowl dances with the stereo blaring.

I thought about the swallowed objects and purloined paychecks and sweet moments of canine-human empathy.

Mostly, I thought about what a good and loyal companion he had been all these years. What a trip it had been.

瑪麗和我，是約翰果梗的一本暢銷書，2008年，拍成電影?，旣愂且粭l調(diào)皮搗蛋的狗的名字。找到有意思的幾段，與大家共賞。

第一句，倒裝。十三年了，我們?nèi)匀徊豢煞蛛x。

I thought about, 我回想起，我忘不了，

his puppyhood and adolescence, couches and mattresses, the walks and dances.

Objects and paychecks and moments.

Companion.

最后一句，感嘆句總結(jié)。

常識，十三年，狗生的長度。人生會長很多，來日方長。

十三年，發(fā)生了很多事情，在不同階段會給狗很多形容詞，調(diào)皮搗蛋，幼年，青年，老年，狗與人的共情的甜美場景，一股腦地冒出來，如何用文字表達呢？作者選擇用一些名詞，實物狀態(tài)的描繪，而不是直接寫人與狗的各種具體情感內(nèi)容。

往事越千年，東臨碣石有遺篇。石頭消化了一千年發(fā)生過的事情。

被狗咬過的沙發(fā)墊子，記錄了狗生，狗的曾經(jīng)存在的證據(jù)。shredded couches, eaten mattresses, 是實物見證，the swallowed objects, purloined paychecks, sweet moments, 已經(jīng)進入了人腦的記憶程序中，人在，這個記憶應(yīng)該在，人走了，這個記憶也會被帶走，不會留下一絲痕跡。如同，揮一揮衣袖不帶走一片云彩。

In the lonely blackness, I could almost taste the finiteness of life, and thus its? preciousness. We take it for granted, but it is fragile, precarious, uncertain, able to cease at any instant without notice.

I was reminded of what should be obvious but too often is not, that each day, each hour and minute, is worth celebrating.

天地之間，若白駒過隙，忽然而已。

對酒當歌，人生幾何？

盛年不重來，一日難再晨。及時當勉勵，歲月不待人。

人生得意須盡歡 莫使金樽空對月。

對于生命，時間的感嘆，古今中外，似乎沒有什么不同，語言的運用方式，也非常接近。素描，留白，中國畫的風(fēng)格，似乎在這段英文表述也能找到蹤跡。

活在當下，今朝有酒今朝醉？

虛無主義是答案嗎？

于是，我也糊涂了。