谁偷去了我的春天

 

春眠不觉晓，狂风正呼啸

飞花恋秃枝，落雪留枯草.

 

 

四月的纷纷细雨是故乡的回忆，眼前是后院飞雪茫茫。厌倦了漫长的冬季，上车狠狠地揿下电热按纽，受够了冰冷的皮座椅和方向盘。立春了，车城还是冬天的苍凉。一路向南，二十英里尽是枯草和光秃秃的树枝。

 

下了高速向东，郊外小路的两旁都是农场。雪停了，天空依然厚厚一层乌云。突然，云隙间阳光耀眼，穿透一小块白云。田野也亮起来，枯草尖上露出嫩绿。

 

春天还是来了，自然规律不可抗拒。偷去春天，谁有那个本事！偷了藏得住吗？

 

今天是马丁路德金牧师的忌日。五十年前，这位民权运动领袖遇刺，终年仅39岁。但他梦寐以求的理想社会：人格尊严不依肤色而异，仍然是这个多元国家的奋斗目标。

 

这是金牧师的遇害前夜的一段演讲词，你能看出当年民权运动的艰辛和危险吗？

 

Well, I don't know what will happen now. We've got some difficult days ahead. But it really doesn't matter with me now, because I've been to the mountaintop. And I don't mind. Like anybody, I would like to live - a long life; longevity has its place. But I'm not concerned about that now. I just want to do God's will. And He's allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I've looked over. And I've seen the Promised Land. I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight, that we, as a people, will get to the Promised Land. So I'm happy, tonight. I'm not worried about anything. I'm not fearing any man. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord。

 

向勇敢的民权运动人士致敬！