What can I hold you with?

我用什么才能留住你

Jorges Luis Borges 

译：蒲公英流（英语双学位在读，业余的小翻译）

I offer you lean streets, desperate sunsets, the moon of the jagged suburbs.

我给你质朴的街道、决绝的夕阳和零乱古村落的月光。

I offer you the bitterness of a man who has looked long and long at the lonely moon.

我给你一个久久地凝望着孤月的人的凄凉。

I offer you my ancestors, my dead men, the ghosts that living men have honoured in marble: my father’s father killed in the frontier of Buenos Aires, two bullets through his lungs, bearded and dead, wrapped by his soldiers in the hide of a cow;my mother’s grandfather -just twentyfour- heading a charge of three hundred men in Perú, now ghosts on vanished horses.

我给你来自我那已死去先辈的赤诚，人们用花岗岩纪念他的英灵：我祖父在布宜偌斯艾利斯边境阵亡，两颗子弹穿透他的胸膛；沙场为国死，马革裹尸还。我曾祖父24岁时就在秘鲁率领三百士兵冲锋陷阵，如今都成了消失在马背上的魂魄。

I offer you whatever insight my books may hold. whatever manliness or humour my life.

我给你我写的书中所能包含的一切领悟，给你我所能有的全部、勇敢坚定和迁就满足。

I offer you the loyalty of a man who has never been loyal.

我给你一个从未有过心有所属的人的忠诚。

I offer you that kernel of myself that I have saved somehow -the central heart that deals not in words, traffics not with dreams and is untouched by time, by joy, by adversities.

我给你我设法保全的我自己的核心——不营字造句，不和梦想交易，不被时间、欢乐和逆境触动的核心。

I offer you the memory of a yellow rose seen at sunset, years before you were born.

我给你早在多年以前心有猛虎、细嗅蔷薇般有关美好记忆的雪藏。

I offer you explanations of yourself, theories about yourself, authentic and surprising news of yourself.

我给你有关于你（缄而未言）的解释，关于你的理论，你自己的真实而又新奇的主张。

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I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart; I am trying to bribe you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat.

我给你我的孤寂、我的黑暗、我的渴望之书；我试图用困惑、危险、失败来打动你。

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蒲公英流|作者日常碎碎念：

[可是我败了，你还要我怎样，我用什么才能留住你？

Ta：——你没有。  好激动得塞，有木有？我和Ta一直很疏离，但我们对彼此都有一种自然的好感，几个小时前收到Ta的生辰礼物我很开森！！！我们刚刚经历了魔鬼期末考，我选择和Ta一起把蛋糕一分为二，分享轻微的喜悦。]

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再更，是朋友了

她祝福我遇到喜欢的人，她祝我们百年好合

我很感激这位朋友

她说

“我告诉你我喜欢你，并不是一定要和你在一起，只是希望今后的你在遭遇人生低谷的时候，不要灰心，之前曾经有人被你的美丽吸引，以前是，以后也是”。