窗外 Out Of The Window.

This is a story that I love very much. Got it from my BC tuition teacher, edited a little. Hope you guys love it as much as I do.=D


在一家医院的病房内，住着两位病人， 他们的病情都非常严重。这间病房十分窄小，仅能容得下他们两人。病房设有一扇门和一个窗户，门通向走廊，透过窗户可以看到外面的世界。

其中一位病人经过允许，可以分别在每天上午和下午起身坐一个小时。这位病人的病床靠近窗口。

而另一位病人则不得不日夜躺卧再病床上。当然，两位病人都需要静养治疗。 使他们感到痛苦的是，两人的病情不允许他们座任何事情节以消遣。既不能读书阅报，也不能听收音机、看电视... 只能静静地躺着， 而且只有他们两个人。 两人经常聊天，一谈就是几个小时。他们谈起各自的家庭妻，各自的工作，各自在战争中的经历，曾到过那些地方等等。每天上午和下午，时间一到，靠近窗户的病 人就被扶起身来，开始一个小时的仰坐。每当这时，他就开始为同伴描述他所见到在窗外的一切。渐渐地，每天的这两个小时，几乎就成了他和同伴生活的全部内容 了。

根据这位病人的描述，这个窗户俯瞰着一座公园。 公园里有湖水，湖面上照例漫游着一群群野鸭、天鹅。公园里的孩子们有的在扔面包喂着这些水禽； 有的在摆弄游艇模型。一对对的年轻情侣挽着手在树荫下散步。 公园里鲜花盛开，在公园的那一角还有一块网球场。那儿有时进行着精彩的比赛，不时也有几场板球赛。虽然球艺不足以媲美正式比赛的水平，但有得看总比没得看强。那边还有一块用于玩滚木球的草坪。公园的尽头是一排商店。在这些商店的后边，闹市区隐约可见。

躺着的那位病人津津有味地听着一切。这时刻的每一分钟对他来说都是一种享受。描述仍在继续： 一个孩童怎样差点跌入湖中；身穿夏装的姑娘是多么美丽动人。接着，又是一场扣人心弦的网球赛。他听着这栩栩如生的描述，仿佛亲眼看到了窗外所发生的一切。

一天下午，当听到一名板球员正慢悠悠地把球击得四处皆是时，躺着的病人突然产生了一个想法： 为什么偏偏是挨着窗户的那个人，有幸能观赏到窗外的一切？为什么自己没有得到这种机会呢？ 他为自己会有这种想法而感到惭愧，竭力不再这么想。可是，他愈加克制，这种想法却变得愈强烈。直到几天后，这个想法已进一步变成： 紧挨窗口的，为什么不是自己呢？

他日夜无时不为这一想法所困。晚上又彻夜难眠。结果，病情日愈加重，医生们对其病因不得而知。

一天晚上，他照例睁着双眼盯着天花板。这时，他的同伴突然醒来，开始大声咳嗽，呼吸急促，时断时续，液体已充塞了他的肺腔。他双手摸索着，在找两人都各自有的电铃按钮。只要电铃一响，值班的护士就会立即赶来。

但是，另一位病人却纹丝不动地看着，心想： 他凭什么要占据那张靠窗的床位呢？ 痛苦的咳嗽声打破了黑夜的寂静。一声又一声...... 卡住了...... 停住了...... 直至最后的呼吸声也停止了。

另一位病人仍然继续盯着天花板。

第二天早晨，医护人员送来了漱洗水，发现那个病人早已断气了。 他们静悄悄地将尸体抬了出去，丝毫没有大惊小怪。

稍过了几天，似乎这时开口已经正当得体， 剩下的这位病人就立刻提出是否可以让他挪到窗口的那张床去。医护人员把他抬了过去，将他舒舒服服安顿在那张病床上。接着他们离开了病房， 剩下他一个静静地躺在那里。、

医生刚一离开，这位病人就十分痛苦地挣扎着，用一只胳膊支起了身子，口中气喘吁吁。他探头朝窗外望去。

他看到的只是一堵墙。


English translation:
(Im TERRIBLY sorry and embarrassed cause of my terrible, TERRIBLE English. This is the best I can do and hope you guys get the story LOL!)

In a hospital wad, lived two very ill patients. The wad was very small and could only fit them both. There's a door which leads to the corridor outside, and a window to see through outside.

One of the patients was allowed to sit up straight for one hour in the morning and another in the evening. His bed was next to the window.

Whereas for the other patient, he had to lie on his bed 24/7. And of course, both patients needed enough rest in order to get well. However, the thing that made them suffer is that, their illness didnt allow them to do anything to kill time, such as reading, watching the television, or even listening to the radio. They could only lie on their respective beds silently and peacefully. Therefore, they always talked with each other for many many hours. They talked about their families, their occupations, their experiences in wars, places they've been to etc etc. Everyday when the time comes, the patient next to the window would sit up for one hour, with the help of the workers in the hospital. And as time goes by, the two hours became almost everything of their lives.

According to the patient's description, the window was facing a big park. There's a lake in the park and there're ducks and swans in it, as usual. Children in the park often feed them with bread crumbs. Some played with their toy boats by the lake. Pairs of couples walked along the trees, holding hands. Flowers bloom beautifully in every corner of the park. There's also a tennis court in the park where tennis matches, and sometimes cricket matches, were often held. Although their standards cant be compared with official competitions, but it's always better compared to nothing at all.


The patient who could only lie on the bed listened to his partner's every word. He clearly enjoyed the every moment of that one hour everyday. The description continued : How a child almost fell into the lake; how attractive was a lady in summer outfit.. And after that, another interesting match went on. He listened to those lively descriptions, as though he could see those things happen himself.


One afternoon, the patient had a thought suddenly: Why does the person near the window get to see all those things? Why didnt he get the chance to do so? He was terribly regret for his thought, therefore struggled so hard not to think about it. But the more he told himself not to think about it, the MORE he did so. Until a few days later, the thought became：Why am I not the one who gets to sit near the window??


He was disturbed by this thought and couldnt sleep at night. His illness turned worse and the doctors had no idea about the cause at all.


On one night, he was staring at the ceiling as usual. And that's when his partner woke up in such a sudden and coughed loudly. His breath was rapid and his lungs were filled with liquid. He was groping to find a button that both of them had. Once he press the button, the nurse on shift would hurry there immediately.

However, the other patient just looked at this happen without any actions. Why is he the one who gets to see everything on the outside world, not me, he thought. The coughing continued.. it got stuck.. and finally stopped. Until at last, no breathing sound could be heard.

The other patient continued staring at the ceiling.


The next morning, the workers of the hospital found out that the patient passed away when they brought in water for him. They quietly moved him out of the wad without feeling shocked.

After a few days, when it seemed that it was the right timing, the remaining patient asked to move over to the bed which was near the window. The workers moved him there, placed him in a comfortable position and left the room.

Once the doctors and workers left, the patient struggled so hard to get up. He used one of his arms to support his body and looked out of the window.



He was shocked to see only a wall.




My heart gave out a loud thump when I read the last sentence.