笔记｜中洲节气贴(3)

There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.
—J. R. R. Tolkien, 「The Lord of the Rings」
而就在空中，在群山间一块高耸的黑色突岩之上，山姆看见一颗白亮的星星从乱云间探出头来，闪烁了片刻。那颗星的美震撼了他的心，当他从这片被遗弃的大地抬头仰望，希望又回到了他心里，因为一种清晰又冷静的领悟如同箭矢一般，直透他心底——魔影终归只是渺小之物，且会逝去，而在魔影无法触及之处，光明与崇高之美永存。
——托尔金，《魔戒》，卷六，第二章
清明

Light lay the earth on the lonely dead;
heavy lay the woe on the heart that lived.
—J. R. R. Tolkien, 「The Lay of the Children of Húrin」
谷雨