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    It was a village in India. The people were poor. However, they were happy. After all, their forefathers (祖先) had lived in the same way for centuries (世纪).

    Then one day, some visitors from the city arrived. They told the villagers there were some people who liked to eat frogs' legs. However, they did not have enough frogs of their own, so they wanted to buy frogs from other places.

    This seemed like money for nothing. There were millions of frogs in the fields around, and they were no use to the villagers. All they had to do was to catch them. They reached an agreement and people sent their children into the fields to catch frogs. Every week a truck (卡车) arrived to collect the frogs and give them the money. For the first time, the people could dream of a better future, but the dream didn't last (持续) long.

    It was not easy to notice (觉察到) the change at first, but it seemed like the crops (庄稼) were not doing so well. It was more worrying that the children fell ill more often, and there seemed to be more insects (虫) around lately.

    The villagers decided that they couldn't just wait to see the crops failing and the children getting weak. They would have to use the money got to buy pesticides (杀虫剂) and medicines. Soon there was no money left.

    Then the people found out the problem. It was the frog. They were not useless. They had been doing an important job—eating insects. Now with so many frogs killed, the insects were increasing (增加) more quickly. They were eating the crops and spreading diseases (传播疾病).

    Now, the people are still poor. But in the evenings they sit in the village square and listen to sounds of insects and frogs. These sounds of the night now have a much deeper meaning.

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                                                                                        光明在低头的一瞬
         ⑴俄罗斯的教堂,与街头随处可见的人物雕像一样多。雕像多是这个民族历史中各个阶层的伟大人物。大理石、青铜、石膏雕刻着的无一不是人物肉身的姿态,其音容笑貌,在各色材质中如花朵一样绽放。至于这躯壳里的灵魂去了哪里,只有上帝知道了。
        ⑵莫斯科与圣彼得堡那几座著名的东正教堂,并没有给我留下太美好的印象,因为它们太富丽堂皇了。五彩壁龛中供奉的圣像无一不是镀金的,圣经故事的壁画绚丽得让人眼晕,支撑教堂的柱子也是描金钩银,充满奢华之气。宗教是朴素的,我总觉得教堂的氛围与宗教精神有点相悖。
        ⑶即使这样,我还是在教堂中领略到了俗世中难以感受到的清凉与圣洁之气。比如安静地在圣洗盆前排着长队等待施洗的人,在布道台上神情凝重地清唱赞美诗的教士。但是这些感动与我在一座小教堂中遇见扫烛油的老妇人相比,就微不足道了。
        ⑷莫斯科的东南方向,有一座被森林和草原环绕的小城——弗拉基米尔,城边有一座教堂,里面有俄罗斯大画师安德烈·鲁勃廖夫的壁画作品。我看过关于这位画师的传记电影,所以相逢他的壁画,有一种惊喜的感觉。教堂里参观的人并不多,我仰着脖子,看安德烈·鲁勃廖夫留在拱顶的画作。同样是画基督,他的用色是单纯的,赭黄占据了大部分空间,仿佛又老又旧的夕照在弥漫。人物的形态如刀削般直立,其庄严感一览无余,是宗教类壁画中的翘楚。我在心底慨叹:毕竟是大画师啊,敢于用单一的色彩、简约的线条来描绘人物。
        ⑸透过这些画作,我看到了安德烈·鲁勃廖夫故乡的泥土、树木、河流、风雨雷电和那一缕缕炊烟,没有它们的滋养,是不可能有这种深沉朴素的艺术的。
        ⑹就在我收回目光,满怀感慨低下头来的一瞬,我被另一幅画面所打动了:有一位裹着头巾的老妇人,正在安静地打扫着凝结在祭坛下面的烛油!
        ⑺她起码有六十岁了,她扫烛油时腰是佝偻的,直身的时候腰仍然是佝偻的,足见她承受了岁月的沧桑和重负。她身穿灰蓝色的长袍,戴蓝色的暗花头巾,一手握着把小铁铲,一手提着笤帚,脚畔放着盛烛油的撮子,一丝不苟地打扫着烛油。她像是一个虔诚的教徒,面色白皙,眼窝深陷,脸颊有两道深深的半月形皱纹,微微抿着嘴,表情沉静。教堂里偶尔有游客经过,她绝不张望一眼,而是耐心细致地铲着烛油,待它们聚集到一定程度后,用笤帚扫到铁铲里,倒在撮子中。她做这活儿的时候是那么虔诚,手中的工具没有发出一声刺耳的响声,她大概是怕惊扰了上帝吧——虽然说几个世纪以来,上帝不断听到刀戈相击的声音,听到枪炮声中贫民的哀号。
        ⑻我悄悄地站在老妇人的侧面,看着祭坛,看着祭坛下的她。以她的年龄,还在教堂里做着清扫的事务,其家境大约是贫寒的。上帝只有一个,朝拜者却有无数,所以祭坛上蜡炬无数。它们播撒光明的时候,也在流泪。从祭坛上蜂飞蝶舞般飞溅下来的烛泪,最终凝结在一起,汇成一片,牛乳般润泽,琥珀般透明,宛如天使折断了的翅膀。老妇人打扫着的,既是人类祈祷的心声,也是上帝安抚尘世中受苦人的甘露。
        ⑼如果我是个画家就好了,我会以油画,展现在教堂中看到的这一幕令人震撼的情景。画的上部是安德烈·鲁勃廖夫的壁画,中部是祭坛和蜡烛,下部就是这个扫烛油的老妇人。如果列宾在世就好了。这个善于描绘底层人苦难的伟大画家,会把这个主题表迭得深沉博大,画面一定充满了辛酸而又喜悦的气氛。
        ⑽这样一个扫烛油的老妇人,使弗拉基米尔之行变得有了意义。她的形象不被世人知晓,也永远不会像莫斯科街头伫立的那些名人雕像一样,被人纪念着,拜谒着。但她的形象却深深地镌刻在了我心中!镌刻在心中的雕像,该是不会轻易消失的吧?
        ⑾我非常喜欢但丁在《神曲》的《天堂篇》中的几句诗,它们像星星一样闪耀在结尾《最后的幻象》中:
       无比宽宏的天恩啊,由于你
       我才胆敢长久仰望那永恒的光明,
       直到我的眼力在那上面耗尽!
       ⑿那个扫烛油的老妇人,也许看到了这永恒的光明,所以她的劳作是安然的。而我从她身上,看到了另一种永恒的光明:
       ⒀ 光明的获得不是在仰望的时刻,而是在低头的一瞬!
                                                                                                                                                                                      (作者迟子建)