夜车到了终点站，离霍去病墓还老远"。
As it was a long way from the terminal station to Huo's tomb, I had to hurry on with my journey On foot under the starry sky of Northwest China, sometimes along a broad road, sometimes on a narrow footpath.
在那满天星斗的西北原 野上，我时而顺着大车道，时而踏着羊肠小径往前赶路，及至霍去 病慕地，天色才开始曙明。
The day was just dawning when I arrived at Huo's tomb.
附近没有行人，我迫不及待地扑向©墓前 那几座庞然巨物的伟大雕刻作品。
Not a pedestrian in sight. lost no time in presenting myself before the majestic carved works of great magnitude before the tomb.
我十分激动，它们永远是活着的， 并一直是我精神上的支柱。
I was beside myself with agitation.
当我在异国遭到岐视的时候，当世界上 其他国家的杰出艺术品令我敬仰的时候，当我自馁的时候，痛苦的时 候......这几座气势磅礴的永恒的石头雕刻便总会呈现于我眼前。
The immortal art treasures will be my permanent spiritual prop.
我久久徘徊于霍墓雕刻间，远看，浑然一体；近看，耐人寻味， 在粗犷的斧凿中行走着蜿蜒的线。
Whenever I am diseriminated against in a foreign country, whenever I stand in awe before a foreign outstanding work of art, whenever 1 am disheartened, whenever I suffer agony these imperishable stone carvings of amazing grandeur will inevitably appear in my mind's eye.
斯是顽石，却生意盎然，全世界 的艺术家到此不能不肃然起敬！"我们的祖先比你强得多！"我也许 还继承了阿精神胜利的一面吧，但有了这样臺立在世界艺术史上 的先祖爷爷，确是得天独厚。
I loitered for quite a long while among the sculptures, which were an integrated mass when viewed from afar and very intriguing when scrutinized close by.
这总是值得欣慰的！
Traceable among the rough marks of hatchet and chisel were delicate lines zigzagging.
1989 年我重访巴黎，感慨万千。
Insensate as they were, the carved stones were brimming with life and vigor.
返国后，我怀着一种极其复杂 的心情又一次去了西安，再一次瞻仰霍墓雕刻。
Artists from all over the world cannot help feeling awed when they visit this place.
在霍去病墓前，在秦 俑坑前，在碑林博物馆的汉唐石雕前，我只想号啕痛哭。
"Our forefathers did Huo Qubing (140---117 BC). famous general of the Westem Han Dynasty. much better than you!"" I declared, maybe affected by Ah Q's\*\* philosophy of "spiritual victory".
老伴跟随 我，还有那么多观众，我不敢哭。
We are indeed very lucky to have our forefathers standing tall and upright in the world history of art.
哭什么？
This is certainly a matter for rejoicing.
哭它太伟大了，哭老鹰的 后代不会变成麻雀吧？
In 1989, while revisiting Paris. felt all sorts of emotion surging up within me.