猪猪爱次次
夏天的飞鸟，飞到我的窗前唱歌，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。 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 sign. [泰戈尔<飞鸟集>] “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。” What language is thine, O sea? The language of eternal question. What language is thy answer, O sky? The language of eternal silence. [泰戈尔] 在这个黄昏的朦胧里，好些东西看来都仿佛是幻象一般－－尖塔 的底层在黑暗里消失了，树顶象是墨水的模糊的斑点似的。我将等待着黎明，而 当我醒来的时候，就会看到在光明里的您的城市。 Things look phantastic in this dimness of the dusk---the spires whose bases are lost in the dark and tree tops like blots of ink. I shall wait for the morning and wake up to see thy city in the light.
