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第七章（第2页）

“几百万年以来花儿都有刺，几百万年以来绵羊都在吃带刺的花。要搞清楚为什么花儿费那么大劲给自己长了没有什么用的刺，这难道不是正经事？难道绵羊和花之间的战争不重要？这难道不比那个大胖子红脸先生的账目更重要？如果我认识一朵人世间唯一的花，只有我的星球上有它，别的地方都不存在，而一只小绵羊在某个早上一口就能把它毁掉，这难道不重要？”

他的脸变红了，接着说道：

“如果有人爱上了在这亿万颗星星中独一无二的一株花，当他看着这些星星的时候，这就足以使他感到幸福。他可以对自己说：‘我的那朵花就在其中的一颗星星上……’但是如果羊吃掉了这朵花，对他来说，好像所有的星星一下子全都熄灭了一样！这难道也不重要吗？”

他无法再说下去了，突然泣不成声。

夜幕已经降临。我放下手中的工具。我把锤子、螺钉、饥渴、死亡全都抛在脑后。在一颗星球上，在一颗行星上，在我的行星上，在地球上有一个小王子需要安慰！我把他抱在怀里。我摇着他，对他说：“你爱的那朵花没有危险……我会给你的小绵羊画一个口套……我会给你的花画一圈护栏……我会……”

我也不太知道该说些什么。我觉得自己太笨拙，并且犯了大错。我不知道应该如何接近他，如何理解他的话，如何重新和他手拉手，走在一起。

泪水的世界是多么神秘啊！

Chapter7

Onthefifthday—again，asalways，itwasthankstothesheep—thesecretofthelittleprince’slifewasrevealedtome。Abruptly，withoutanythingtoleaduptoit，andasifthequestionhadbeenbornoflongandsilentmeditationonhisproblem，hedemanded:"Asheep—ifiteatslittlebushes，doesiteatflowers，too""Asheep，"Ianswered，"eatsanythingitfindsinitsreach。""Evenflowersthathavethorns""Yes，evenflowersthathavethorns。""Thenthethorns—whatusearethey"Ididnotknow。AtthatmomentIwasverybusytryingtounscrewaboltthathadgotstuckinmyengine。Iwasverymuchworried，foritwasbecomingcleartomethatthebreakdownofmyplanewasextremelyserious。AndIhadsolittledrinking-waterleftthatIhadtofearfortheworst。

"Thethorns—whatusearethey"Thelittleprinceneverletgoofaquestion，oncehehadaskedit。Asforme，Iwasupsetoverthatbolt。AndIansweredwiththefirstthingthatcameintomyhead:"Thethornsareofnouseatall。Flowershavethornsjustforspite!""Oh!"

Therewasamomentofcompletesilence。Thenthelittleprinceflashedbackatme，withakindofresentfulness:"Idon’tbelieveyou!Flowersareweakcreatures。Theyarename。Theyreassurethemselvesasbesttheycan。Theybelievethattheirthornsareterribleweapons。。。"Ididnotanswer。AtthatinstantIwassayingtomyself:"Ifthisboltstillwon’tturn，Iamgoingtoknockitoutwiththehammer。"Againthelittleprincedisturbedmythoughts。

"Andyouactuallybelievethattheflowers--""Oh，no!"Icried。"No，nono!Idon’tbelieveanything。Iansweredyouwiththefirstthingthatcameintomyhead。Don’tyousee—Iamverybusywithmattersofconsequence!"Hestaredatme，thunderstruck。

"Mattersofconsequence!"

Helookedatmethere，withmyhammerinmyhand，myfingersblackwithengine-grease，bendingdownoveranobjectwhichseemedtohimextremelyugly。。。

"Youtalkjustlikethegrown-ups!"Thatmademealittleashamed。Buthewenton，relentlessly:"Youmixeverythinguptogether。。。Youconfuseeverything。。。"Hewasreallyveryangry。Hetossedhisgoldencurlsinthebreeze。

"Iknowaplanetwherethereisacertainred-facedgentleman。Hehasneversmelledaflower。Hehasneverlookedatastar。Hehasneverlovedanyone。Hehasneverdoneanythinginhislifebutaddupfigures。Andalldayhesaysoverandover，justlikeyou:‘Iambusywithmattersofconsequence!‘Andthatmakeshimswellupwithpride。Butheisnotaman—heisamushroom!""Awhat"

"Amushroom!"

Thelittleprincewasnowwhitewithrage。

"Theflowershavebeengrowingthornsformillionsofyears。Formillionsofyearsthesheephavebeeneatingthemjustthesame。AndisitnotamatterofconsequencetotrytounderstandwhytheflowersgotosomuchtroubletogrowthornswhichareneverofanyusetothemIsthewarfarebetweenthesheepandtheflowersnotimportantIsthisnotofmoreconsequencethanafatred-facedgentleman’ssumsAndifIknow—I，myself—oneflowerwhichisuniqueintheworld，whichgrowsnowherebutonmyplanet，butwhichonelittlesheepcandestroyinasinglebitesomemorning，withoutevennoticingwhatheisdoing—Oh!Youthinkthatisnotimportant!"Hisfaceturnedfromwhitetoredashecontinued:“Ifsomeonelovesaflower，ofwhichjustonesingleblossomgrowsinallthemillionsandmillionsofstars，itisenoughtomakehimhappyjusttolookatthestars。Hecansaytohimself，’Somewhere，myfloweristhere。。。’Butifthesheepeatstheflower，inonemomentallhisstarswillbedarkened。。。Andyouthinkthatisnotimportant!”Hecouldnotsayanythingmore。Hiswordswerechokedbysobbing。

Thenighthadfallen。Ihadletmytoolsdropfrommyhands。Ofwhatmomentnowwasmyhammer，mybolt，orthirst，ordeathOnonestar，oneplanet，myplanet，theEarth，therewasalittleprincetobecomforted。Itookhiminmyarms，androckedhim。Isaidtohim:"Theflowerthatyouloveisnotindanger。Iwilldrawyouamuzzleforyoursheep。Iwilldrawyouarailingtoputaroundyourflower。Iwill—"Ididnotknowwhattosaytohim。Ifeltawkwardandblundering。IdidnotknowhowIcouldreachhim，whereIcouldovertakehimandgoonhandinhandwithhimoncemore。

Itissuchasecretplace，thelandoftears。