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Here's my version:|"It was only the noise of the stamping of the feet on those fallen leaves that I heard" → the only noise I head (the one time I tried to listen)
My daughter once asked me:“ Mom, in our textbook it says that the sound of the falling leaves is a kind of rustle, but I have never heard it, have you?” I thought for a second and answered honestly:“No, I haven’t,” seeing how my reply disappointed her.
Has anyone once heard the sound of the falling leaves? I tried, but failed. It was only the noise of stamping feet on those fallen leaves that I heard.
The basic sound of cities is made up of different noises coming from automobiles, construction sites, electronic gadgets…These noises make us nervous, fidgety—and injure our hearing. How can we hear the sound of falling leaves? We even lose the desire to try to listen.
There is a very beautiful essay called ‘Golden Rosebush’ by a Russian writer long time ago. In that essay he described his feelings when he heard the falling leaves: “The autumn night is all silent, surprisingly silent, not the least wind to be heard. I looked up at a tall maple tree and saw a leaf slowly falling. It shuddered for a second, taking a short pause in mid-air, and then wavered, a slight rustle, making its way to my feet…This is the first time I have heard the sound of a falling leaf. It was so vague, like the gurgle of a young baby.”
I was so moved by this description. And yet for me, I’d compare the sound of the falling leaves to the whispers between lovers. In a poor and lonely village a boy and girl sit side by side, silent, under a tall maple tree in a silent autumn night. There is a clear sky where the stars are smiling. They look into each other’s eyes for a long time, not a word to be said. Then there comes the sound of the falling maple leaves, the whispers of love…Someday, I’ll try to listen… This year’s autumn is so long. The maple leaves are still red.
"it was only the stamping sound on those fallen leaves that i have ever heard" → (any time I tried to listen) it was the only noise
I think you meant the first.
shawnine's phrase "Being overwhelmed by city noise,we even lose the passion trying to hear it." is a nice distillation of your phrasing…
I like qinger's handling also: "a boy and a girl sit side by side under a tall maple tree. stars shining above in the clear sky, they look into each other's eyes, nothing to be said; dancing in the air, the maple leaves whisper the endless story of love…"
But the "stars smiling" is a sweet phrase.
"velvet sky" and "clear sky" are a little different, qinger. "Velvet" sounds lush, dark, mysterious; "clear" sounds, well, clear. luminous, starry. It's really a question of which one whirlingone wants to use.
You go, girl! Good for you, qinger!
Originally posted by whirlingone at 2006-12-29 04:22 AM
By the way, are you a native English speaker?
Here's your assignment, whirlingone—revise your beautiful essay, making whatever changes you like (from everyone's comments and your own ideas) and show it to us, and we'll help you some more…:)