广州新东方酷学酷玩夏令营散文英译汉佳作赏析：我父亲的音乐。

my father's music
我父亲的音乐

by wayne kalyn
韦恩•凯林

i remember the day dad first lugged the heavy accordion up our front stoop, taxing his small frame. he gathered my mother and me in the living room and opened the case as if it were a treasure chest. "here it is," he said. "once you learn to play, it'll stay with you for life."
记得有一天，身材瘦小的父亲背着一架沉重的手风琴，费力地走到前门廊。他把妈妈和我叫进厅里，打开了那只盒子，好象那是一个百宝箱似的。“就这个，”他说，“你一旦学会，它将伴随你一生。”

if my thin smile didn't match his full-fledged grin, it was because i had prayed for a guitar or a piano. for the next two weeks, the accordion was stored in the hall closet. then one evening dad announced that i would start lessons the following week. in disbelief i shot my eyes toward mom for support. the firm set of her jaw told me i was out of luck.
如果说我勉强的微笑与他发自内心的笑容不和谐的话，那是因为我一直想要一把吉他或一架钢琴。随后的两个星期，那架手风琴一直放在大厅的橱子里。一天晚上，爸爸宣布下周我开始上琴课。疑惑中，我把视线急忙投向妈妈求助。她紧绷的下巴告诉我：我倒运了。

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