我平生最痛恨苍蝇,我恨得疯狂。那一天倚着南窗,当我正在吸吮《草叶集》的芬芳,我误杀了一只蜜蜂,一位来自百花村的姑娘。《寓言》的寓意是这首诗魅力的所在。诗的第一节头两句交待了“我”对苍蝇的痛恨,接下去诗人笔锋一转,来了个大跳跃,叙述某日“我误杀了一只蜜蜂”——一件看来和痛恨苍蝇毫不相关的事。这二者之间 I hate flies for the most part of my life, and I hate it crazy. That day, leaning against the south window, when I was sucking the fragrance of “The Blades of Grass,” I killed a bee, a girl from Baihuacun. The moral of “Fable” is the charm of this poem. The first two sentences of the first section of the poem deal with the hatred of the “I” against the flies. Then the poet makes a big jump and narrates that “I killed a bee by mistake” - a piece It seems to have nothing to do with hating flies. Between the two