Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
使生如夏花之绚烂，死如秋叶之静美。
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Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn，which have no songs，flutter and fall there with a sigh.
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O troupe of little vagrants of the world，leave your footprints in my words.
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The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.
It becomes small as one song，as one kiss of the eternal.
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It is the tears of the earth that keep her smiles in bloom.
夏天的飞鸟，飞到我窗前唱歌，又飞去了。
秋天的黄叶，它们没有什么可唱，只叹息一声，飞落在那里。
世界上的一队小小的漂泊者呀，请留下你们的足印在我的文字里。
世界对着它的爱人，把它浩瀚的面具揭下了。它变小了，小如一首歌，小如一回永恒的接吻。
是大地的泪点，使她的微笑保持着青春不谢。
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The mighty desert is burning for the love of a blade of grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away.
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If you shed tears when you miss the sun，you also miss the stars.
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The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement，dancing water.Will you carry the burden of their lameness？
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Her wishful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.
无垠的沙漠热烈追求一叶绿草的爱，她摇摇头笑着飞开了。
如果你因失去了太阳而流泪，那么你也将失去群星了。
跳舞着的流水呀，在你途中的泥沙，要求你的歌声，你的流动呢。你肯挟瘸足的泥沙而俱下么？
她的热切的脸，如夜雨似的，搅扰着我的梦魂。
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Once we dreamt that we were strangers.
We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
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Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening among the silent trees.
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Some unseen fingers，like an idle breeze，are playing upon my heart the music of the ripples.
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“What language is thine，O sea？”
“The language of eternal question.”
“What language is thy answer，O sky？”
“The language of eternal silence.”
有一次，我们梦见大家都是不相识的。
我们醒了，却知道我们原是相亲相爱的。
忧思在我的心里平静下去，正如暮色降临在寂静的山林中。
有些看不见的手指，如懒懒的微飔似的，正在我的心上奏着潺湲的乐声。
“海水呀，你说的是什么？”
“是永恒的疑问。”
“天空呀，你回答的话是什么？”
“是永恒的沉默。”
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Listen，my heart，to the whispers of the world with which it makes love to you.
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The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night—it is great.Delusions of knowledge are like the fog of the morning.
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Do not seat your love upon a precipice because it is high.
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I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops for a moment，nods to me and goes.
静静地听，我的心呀，听那世界的低语，这是它对你求爱的表示呀。
创造的神秘，有如夜间的黑暗——是伟大的。而知识的幻影却不过如晨间之雾。
不要因为峭壁是高的，便让你的爱情坐在峭壁上。
我今晨坐在窗前，世界如一个路人似的，停留了一会，向我点点头又走过去了。