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满足的人的衬衫

(意大利)卡尔维诺

      一个国王有一个独生子,国王爱他就像爱自己眼睛一样。可这个王子总是不快乐,整天整天地站在阳台上,看着远处。

    “你还缺什么吗?”国王问他,“你到底怎么了?”

    “我也说不清,爸爸,我自己也不清楚。”

    “你恋爱了?如果你想要哪个姑娘,告诉我,我会安排你们结婚的,不论是世界上最强大的国王的女儿,还是最穷困的农家女子,我都可以给你解决!”

    “不是,爸爸,我没爱上什么人。”

      国王想方设法为儿子开心解闷。戏剧、舞会、音乐、歌曲,但毫无效果,而且王子脸上的红润一天一天消退。

      国王只好发出命令,从世界各地来了许多最有学问的人:哲学家、博士、教授。他让大家见了王子,然后征求大家的意见。这些人退出去想了想后,又来见国王,说:“陛下,我们想过了,并研究了星相,必须这样做:找到一个感到满足的人,这个人对所有东西都感到满足,并且因为一切而感到满足,然后把他的衬衫跟你的儿子的交换一下就行了。”

      当天,国王就派出使者到世界各地寻找这个感到满足的人。

      一个神父被带了回来,国王问他:“你满足吗?”

    “很满足,陛下。”

    “那好。你愿意成为我的主教吗?”

    “噢,那可太好了,陛下!”

    “出去!快滚出去!我找的是一个满足于自身状况的幸福的人,而不是一个想要比现有状况更好的人。”

       国王又开始等待下一个满足的人。人们告诉他,他的邻居,另一个国王,那真是又幸福又满足。他有一个善良美丽的妻子,子女成群,曾在战争中打败了所有的敌人,国家和平安宁。满怀希望的国王当即派出使者去向他求讨衬衫。

      邻居国王接待了使者,说:“对,对,我什么东西也不缺,可悲的是一个人拥有了一切,却还得离开这个世界,抛弃这一切!每次这样一想,我就深感痛苦,夜里不能睡觉!”使者一听,觉得还是回去吧。

      国王一筹莫展,只好去打猎散心。他射中一只野兔,以为可以抓到它了,可没想到,野兔一瘸一拐地逃走了。国王便在后面追了过来,把随从都甩在后边老远。追到一处野地,国王听见有人在哼着乡村小调。国王停下来,想:这么唱歌的人只能是个满足的人!就寻着歌声钻进了一座葡萄园,在葡萄藤下他看到一个小伙子边摘葡萄边唱着歌。

    “您好,陛下,”小伙子说,“您这么早就到乡下来了?”

    “好小伙子,你愿意让我把你带到京城吗?你可以做我的朋友。”

    “啊,啊,陛下,不愿意,我一点也不想去,谢谢您。就是让我做教皇我也不愿意。”

    “那是为什么,像你这样一个棒小伙子……”

    “不,不,跟您说实话吧,我觉得这样很满足,这就够了。”

      国王想:我总算找到了一个幸福的人啦!“年轻人,你帮我一个忙吧。”

    “陛下,只要我能做到,我会全力以赴的。”

    “你先等等。”国王欣喜若狂,跑着去叫那些随从,“快过来!快过来!我的儿子有救了!我的儿子有救了!”然后他把随从们都带到了小伙子这里,说:“好小伙子,你想要什么我都会给你!但你给我,给我……”

    “什么东西,陛下?”

    “我的儿子就要死了,只有你能救他。来,你过来!”国王抓住他,开始解开他外衣的扣子。突然,国王僵住了,手耷拉了下来。

      这个满足的人没有衬衫。

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