多功能英语阅读34 Emeralds from Heaven（在线收听） |
| Emeralds from heaven “meow”….It was such a gentle sound to have roused me from the deep sleep I was enjoying. I awoke to find a marvelous pair of emerald eyes peering at me through the window.. ”meow.’ This time I couldn’t help but notice that the tiny little body connected to those eyes was shivering from the cold. I raise the windowpane, he came in and we two became instant friends. The arrival of the little cat added a new dimension to my life. I gave he the name tiger as he had conspicuous stripes on his body. He was a delightful little creature that caused me to discover joy, laughter, and how to be silly all over again. Tiger loved to roam around the grassy knolls and forests that lay behind our house in defiance o f the heat. He was young and free, an adventurer as well as a hunter. And yet, he never ventured very far from home. One night, when he was almost five, I came home to find no Tiger at door. I was frantic! After several fruitless hours of searching, I dragged myself home, hauling my heavy heart behind me. That night I sleep alone for the first time in over four years. How I miss the little warm lump of fur .In the morning, I peeked out the kitchen window, hoping he had come back. And there he was! Just as fresh and perky as ever! I was a little suspicious at the time, but pushed any misgivings into my mind at a later day. For the moment nothing was more important than the return of my precious emerald-eyed friend. I reveled in the joy of the Tiger’s presence for another couple months until he disappeared for the second time .The uneasy thoughts I had place aside two months earlier were now pressing themselves to the forefront of my consciousness. Tiger returned there days later. When he came home, I saw a reflection in those eloquent eyes that cut my heart to ribbons. He wanted me to help him resolve something, but he was having a tough time expressing himself. I ,on the other hand, didn’t really want to face the issue. I simply chose to bask in the warm glow of happiness that his companionship afforded me. As the days passed by, I continued to push aside the worries that kept plaguing me .Tiger only stayed a month before leaving once more. He reappeared about a week later. The beautiful emerald eyes follow me around the house as I tried to disregard what I knew was happening .I chose to live in denial as we spent the last days of summer together. Two weeks later he was gone . I asserted that he would never return. For Tiger had found another home. Indecision was tearing his little heart apart. He’d been doing his best to explain things to me the only way he knew how, but I insisted on ignoring him. Once I accepted the fact that my little friend wasn’t coming back an awful loneliness engulfed me. I thought about the laughter he brought to me. Oh, how he had made me laugh! I miss his warm little furry body in my lap. I missed watching him playing with a thread spool or jump after elusive butterflies. About a month after he left, I was sitting in corridor reading a paperback classical novel. I could perceive his presence. I look up and he was. My heart leapt for joy. I read in those emerald eyes that he felt the same joy. I didn’t get up to meet him. He didn’t rush to greet me. He simply walked at a steady pace, not stop until he reached me and jumped into my lap. Once there ,he purred the rest of the evening away. He stayed the night, but I didn’t baffle this time. I knew he was here to say “good-bye.” The next morning I gave him the breakfast as I had for all the years we’d been together. And, as he finished, he jumped off into the forest to begin another day of tabby adventures, just as he has done every day of his nearly five years on the earth. There was one thing different about this day, however. Before going very far, he turned, came back,, rubbed his body against my leg and looked up at me in supplication. I bent down and held his little claws in my hands. I gave him a good-bye kiss right between his ears and told him I knew he was moving on. “Be happy, little Tiger.” I said. Showing his appreciation, he gently scraped me before bounding off. It was the last time I ever saw my beautiful little green-eyed friend. As I reflect on the time we spent together, I marvel at all the things that Tiger had shown me. His comic postures forced me to laugh in a way I had never known possible. He taught me about reciprocal love and thanksgiving and made me see the sunshine and grass in a whole new light. My life was enhanced and I am a better person for having known this amazing little cat with the eyes of emerald green. |
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