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you to lie down on the moist land, in the limpid pupil was mounting the sky inverted image
also is such season,
the white flowers is in full bloom, probably the winter at the beginning of snow
you said did not look like the snow, the flower lithe and sparse dreary, was different in the marketplace numerous however person arteries,
the white flower is the moon does, quietly air seasoning in boundless time Just like the waist jade pendant depreciation, depth missing lost in the place which could not go back, looks the evening ravine haze the fog disseminated, looked the mountain mist which outside the window wound the line gradually to be gradually far, the Chinese dress fine white silk embroidered startled gets up place remnant, the pearl jadeite according to clear night of rain deep and clear Hunan, the bold and rapid music mill in the impractical years, a lights waning prosperous times chapter of chapter has not stopped as before develops. Jin Guru the dream, woke on the visible lazy setting sun slanting branch, clear powder fruit of a medicinal cornel like rouge yin opened in the water, only then knew here was originally the world, the millennium time also is swiftly, the flowers died of old age, you also fallen were the dust. The warm wind moves your thin skeleton, the night dew cold locust's mottled appearance, recites for you sinks the strongly fragrant elegy.
The fleeting time time like gravel from refers sneaks off, indulges in broken bits the ting cancelled you to shed the endless previous existence, could not carry off your Sheng Fang actually beautiful and the gentleness. Leaks the sound slowly late at night but before dawn, I see you floating to pass through the drizzle the gossamer. Quiet like destroys the bronze mirror splash, the moonlight water's edge yan like line, the flowering branch dragged, ripples burns young with softly cold has flown the rugged branch fragrant. Your front piece of a Chinese-style jacket rise and fall full rustle flowers. You said the overlapping the flowers are the overlapping dreamland.You are neglected in the such fine blurred dreamland, the warm wind has swept the dreamland, also has carried off you. I raise look the profound sky, the twinkle star is not hidden bitterness tears, is the slender and wispy white flowers blooms in the base bustling place.
I knew that you look at me in there.
The new year sees other shore the lap waste, the vast sea has tossed and turned reduces for Sang Tian who goes out of cultivation. When the time as always extracts from the crack, has slid the level of the lake which elapses, on the horizontal slanting flowering branch you had not paced back and forth shadow. The sunlight like magnificent silk zheng sound of flowing water flows out, the flower not the lantern which is blown out by the wind, has covered the sadness which warm will bear patiently. The flower opens such luxuriant and joyful, is because they did not know that they must die. You said that is like this really good.
This is really good. , Is yes same as you.
我的晚色从陌生的树木中走来，它用我的晓星所不懂得的语言说话。
My evening came among the alien trees and spoke in a language
which my morning stars did not know.
213
夜之黑暗是一只口袋，迸出黎明的金光。
Night's darkness is a bag that bursts with the gold of the dawn.
214
我们的欲望把彩虹的颜色借给那只不过是云雾的人生。
Our desire lends the colours of the rainbow to the mere mists
and vapours of life.
215
神等待着，要从人的手上把他自己的花朵作为礼物赢得回去。
God waits to win back his own flowers as gifts from man's hands.
216
我的忧思缠绕着我，要问我它自己的名字。
My sad thoughts tease me asking me their own names.
217
果的事业是尊贵的，花的事业是甜美的；但是让我做叶的事业吧，叶是谦
逊地，专心地垂着绿荫的。
The service of the fruit is precious, the service of the flower is
sweet, but let my service be the service of the leaves in its shade of
humble devotion.
218
我的心向着阑珊的风张了帆，要到无论何处的荫凉之岛去。
My heart has spread its sails to the idle winds for the shadowy
island of Anywhere.
219
独夫们是凶暴的，但人民是善良的。
Men are cruel, but Man is kind.
220
把我当做你的杯吧，让我为了你，而且为了你的人而盛满水吧。
Make me thy cup and let my fulness be for thee and for thine.
221
狂风暴雨象是在痛苦中的某个天神的哭声，因为他的爱情被大地所拒绝。
The storm is like the cry of some god in pain whose love the earth refuses.
222
世界不会流失，因为死亡并不是一个罅隙。
The world does not leak because death is not a crack.
223
生命因为付出了的爱情而更为富足。
Life has become richer by the love that has been lost.
224
我的朋友，你伟大的心闪射出东方朝阳的光芒，正如黎明中的一个积雪的
孤峰。
My friend, your great heart shone with the sunrise of the East like
the snowy summit of a lonely hill in the dawn.
225
死之流泉，使生的止水跳跃。
The fountain of death makes the still water of life play.
226
那些有一切东西而没有您的人，我的上帝，在讥笑着那些没有别的东西而
只有您的人呢。
Those who have everything but thee, my God, laugh at those who have
nothing but thyself.
227
生命的运动在它自己的音乐里得到它的休息。
The movement of life has its rest in its own music.
228
踢足只能从地上扬起尘土而不能得到收获。
Kicks only raise dust and not crops from the earth.
229
我们的名字，便是夜里海波上发出的光，痕迹也不留就抿灭了。
Our names are the light that glows on the sea waves at night and
then dies without leaving its signature.
230
让睁眼看着玫瑰花的人也看看它的刺。
Let him only see the thorns who has eyes to see the rose.
231
鸟翼上系上了黄金，这鸟便永不能再在天上翱翔了。
Set the bird's wings with gold and it will never again soar in the sky.
232
我们地方的荷花又在这陌生的水上开了花，放出同样的清香，只是名字换
了。
The same lotus of our clime blooms here in the alien water with
the same sweetness, under another name.
233
在心的远景里，那相隔的距离显得更广阔了。
In heart's perspective the distance looms large.
234
月儿把她的光明遍照在天上，却留着她的黑斑给她自己。
The moon has her light all over the sky, her dark spots to herself.
235
不要说：“这是早晨”，别用一个“昨天”的名词把它打发掉。你第一次
看到它，把它当作还没有名字的新生孩子吧。
Do not say, "It is morning," and dismiss it with a mane of yesterday.
See it for the first time as a new-born child that has no name.
236
青烟对天空夸口，灰烬对大地夸口，都以为它们是火的兄弟。
Smoke boasts to the sky, and Ashes to the earth, that they are
brothers to the fire.
237
雨点向茉莉花微语道：“把我永久地留在你的心里吧。”
茉莉花叹息了一声，落在地上了。
The raindrop whispered to the jasmine, "Keep me in your heart for ever."
The jasmine sighed, "Alas," and dropped to the ground.
238
腆怯的思想呀，不要怕我。
我是一个诗人。
Timid thoughts, do not be afraid of me.
I am a poet.
239
我的心在朦胧的沉默里，似乎充满了蟋蟀的鸣声－－声音的灰暗的
暮色。
The dim silence of my mind seems filled with crickets' chirp ---
the grey twilight of sound.
240
爆竹呀，你对群星的侮蔑，又跟着你自己回到地上来了。
Rockets, your insult to the stars follows yourself back to the earth.
241
您曾经带领着我，穿过我的白天的拥挤不堪的旅程，而到达了我的黄昏的
孤寂之境。
在通宵的寂静里，我等待着它的意义。
Thou hast led me through my crowded travels of the day to my evening's
loneliness.
I wait for its meaning through the stillness of the night.
242
我们的生命就似渡过一个大海，我们都相聚在这个狭小的舟中。
死时，我们便到了岸，各往各的世界去了。
This life is the crossing of a sea, where we meet in the same
narrow ship.
In death we reach the shore and go to our different worlds.
243
真理之川从它的错误之沟渠中流过。
The stream of truth flows through its channels of mistakes.
244
今天我的心是在想家了，在想着那跨过时间之海的那一个甜蜜的时候。
My heart is homesick today for the one sweet hour across the sea of time.
245
鸟的歌声是曙光从大地反响过去的回声。
The bird-song is the echo of the morning light back from the earth.
246
晨光问毛茛道：“你是骄傲得不肯和我接吻么？”
Are you too proud to kiss me?
247
小花问道：“我要怎样地对你唱，怎样地崇拜你呢？太阳呀？”
太阳答道：“只要用你的纯洁的素朴的沉默。”
How may I sing to thee and worship, O Sun?
By the simple silence of thy purity,
248
当人是兽时，他比兽还坏。
Man is worse than an animal when he is an animal.
249
黑云受光的接吻时便变成天上的花朵。
Dark clouds become heaven's flowers when kissed by light.
250
不要让刀锋讥笑它柄子的拙钝。
Let not the sword-blade mock its handle for being blunt.
251
夜的沉默，如一个深深的灯盏，银河便是它燃着的灯光。
The night's silence, like a deep lamp, is burning with the light of
its milky way.
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死象大海的无限的歌声，日夜冲击着生命的光明岛的四周。
Around the sunny island of Life swells day and night death's
limitless song of the sea.
253
花瓣似的山峰在饮着日光，这山岂不象一朵花吗繝
Is not this mountain like a flower, with its petals of hill, drinking
the sunlight?
254
“真实”的含义被误解，轻重被倒置，那就成了“不真实”。
The real with its meaning read wrong and emphasis misplaced is the unreal.
255
我的心呀，从世界的流动找你的美吧，正如那小船得到风与水的优美似的。
Find your beauty, my heart, from the world's movement, like the boat
that has the grace of the wind and the water.
256
眼不能以视来骄人，却以它们的眼镜来骄人。
The eyes are not proud of their sight but of their eyeglasses.
257
我住在我的这个小小的世界里，生怕使它再缩小一丁点儿。把我抬举到您
的世界里去吧，让我高高兴兴地失去我的一切的自由。
I live in this little world of mine and am afraid to make it the
least less. Life me into thy world and let me have the freedom gladly
to lose my all.
258
虚伪永远不能凭借它生长在权力中而变成真实。
The false can never grow into truth by growing in power.
259
我的心，同着它的歌的拍拍舐岸的波浪，渴望着要抚爱这个阳光熙
和的绿色世界。
My heart, with its lapping waves of son, longs to caress this green
world of the sunny day.
260
道旁的草，爱那天上的星吧，你的梦境便可在花朵里实现了。
Wayside grass, love the star, then your dreams will come out in flowers.
261
让你的音乐如一柄利刃，直刺入市井喧扰的心中吧。
Let your music, like a sword, pierce the noise of the market to its heart.
262
这树的颤动之叶，触动着我的心，象一个婴儿的手指。
The trembling leaves of this tree touch my heart like the fingers of
an infant child.
263
小花睡在尘土里。
它寻求蛱蝶走的道路。
The little flower lies in the dust.
It sought the path of the butterfly.
264
我是在道路纵横的世界上。
夜来了。打开您的门吧，家之世界呵！
I am in the world of the roads.
The night comes. Open thy gate, thou world of the home.
265
我已经唱过了您的白天的歌。
在黄昏的时候，让我拿着您的灯走过风雨飘摇的道路吧。
I have sung the songs of thy day.
In the evening let me carry thy lamp through the stormy path.
266
我不要求你进我的屋里。
你到我无量的孤寂里来吧，我的爱人！
I do not ask thee into the house.
Come into my infinite loneliness, my Lover.
267
死亡隶属于生命，正与生一样。
举足是走路，正如落足也是走路。
Death belongs to life as birth does.
The walk is in the raising of the foot as in the laying of it down.
268
我已经学会在花与阳光里微语的意义。－－再教我明白你在苦与死
中所说的话吧。
I have learnt the simple meaning of thy whispers in flowers and sunshine
---teach me to know thy words in pain and death.
269
夜的花朵来晚了，当早晨吻着她时，她颤栗着，叹息了一声，萎落在地上
了。
The night's flower was late when the morning kissed her, she shivered
and sighed and dropped to the ground.
270
从万物的愁苦中，我听见了“永恒母亲”的呻吟。
Through the sadness of all things I hear the crooning of the Eternal Mother.
271
大地呀，我到你岸上时是一个陌生人，住在你屋内时是一个宾客，离开你
的门时是一个朋友。
I came to your shore as a stranger, I lived in your house as a guest,
I leave your door as a friend, my earth.
272
当我去时，让我的思想到你那里来，如那夕阳的余光，映在沉默的星天的
边上。
Let my thoughts come to you, when I am gone, like the after glow of
sunset at the margin of starry silence.
273
在我的心头燃点起那休憩的黄昏星吧，然后让黑夜向我微语着爱情。
Light in my heart the evening star of rest and then let the night
whisper to me of love.
274
我是一个在黑暗中的孩子。
我从夜的被单里向您伸出我的双手，母亲。
I am a child in the dark.
I stretch my hands through the coverlet of night for thee, Mother.
275
白天的工作完了。把我的脸掩藏在您的臂间吧，母亲。
让我入梦吧。
The day of work is done. Hide my face in your arms, Mother.
Let me dream.
276
集会时的灯光，点了很久，会散时，灯便立刻灭了。
The lamp of meeting burns long; it goes out in a moment at the parting.
277
当我死时，世界呀，请在你的沉默中，替我留着“我已经爱过了”这句话
吧。
One word keep for me in thy silence, O World, when I am dead,
I have loved.
278
我们在热爱世界时便生活在这世界上。
We live in this world when we love it.
279
让死者有那不朽的名，但让生者有那不朽的爱。
Let the dead have the immortality of fame, but the living the
immortality of love.
280
我看见你，象那半醒的婴孩在黎明的微光里看见他的母亲，于是微笑而又
睡去了。
I have seen thee as the half-awakened child sees his mother in the
dusk of the dawn and then smiles and sleeps again.
281
我将死了又死，以明白生是无穷无尽的。
I shall die again and again to know that life is inexhaustible.
282
当我和拥挤的人群一同在路上走过时，我看见您从阳台上送过来的微笑，
我歌唱着，忘却了所有的喧哗。
While I was passing with the crowd in the road I saw thy smile from
the balcony and I sang and forgot all noise.
283
爱就是充实了的生命，正如盛满了酒的酒杯。
Love is life in its fulness like the cup with its wine.
284
他们点了他们自己的灯，在他们的寺院内，吟唱他们自己的话语。
但是小鸟们却在你的晨光中，唱着你的名字，－－因为你的名字便是快乐。
They light their own lamps and sing their own words in their temples.
But the birds sing thy name in thine own morning light, --- for thy
name is joy.
285
领我到您的沉寂的中心，使我的心充满了歌吧。
Lead me in the centre of thy silence to fill my heart with songs.
286
让那些选择了他们自己的焰火咝咝的世界的，就生活在那里吧。
我的心渴望着您的繁星，我的上帝。
Let them live who choose in their own hissing world of fireworks.
My heart long s for thy stars, my God.
287
爱的痛苦环绕着我的一生，象汹涌的大海似地唱；而爱的快乐却象鸟儿们
在话林里似地唱着。
Love's pain sang round my life like the unplumbed sea, and love's joy
sang like birds in its flowering groves.
288
假如您愿意，您就熄了灯吧。
我将明白您的黑暗，而且将喜爱它。
Put out the lamp when thou wishest.
I shall know thy darkness and shall love it.
289
当我在那日子的终了，站在您的面前时，您将看见我的伤疤，而知道我有
我的许多创伤，但也有我的医治的法儿。
When I stand before thee at the day s end thou shalt see my scars
and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.
290
总有一天，我要在别的世界的晨光里对你唱道：“我以前在地球的光里，
在人的爱里，已经见过你了。”
Some day I shall sing to thee in the sunrise of some other world,
I have seen thee before in the light of the earth, in the love of man.
291
从别的日子里飘浮道我的生命里的云，不再落下雨点或引起风暴了，却只
给予我的夕阳的天空以色彩。
Clouds come floating into my life from other days no longer to shed
rain or usher storm but to give colour to my sunset sky.
292
真理引起了反对它自己的狂风骤雨，那场风雨吹散了真理的广播的种子。
Truth raises against itself the storm that scatters its seeds broadcast.
293
昨夜的风雨给今日的早晨戴上了金色的和平。
The storm of the last night has crowned this morning with golden peace.
294
真理仿佛带了它的结论而来；而那结论却产生了它的第二个。
Truth seems to come with its final word; and the final word gives
birth to its next.
295
他是有福的，因为他的名望并没有比他的真实更光亮。
Blessed is he whose fame does not outshine his truth.
296
您的名字的甜蜜充溢着我的心，而我忘掉了我自己的，－－就象您的早晨
的太阳升起时，那大雾便消失了。
Sweetness of thy name fills my heart when I forget mine---like
thy morning sun when the mist is melted.
297
静悄悄的黑夜具有母亲的美丽，而吵闹的白天具有孩子的美丽。
The silent night has the beauty of the mother and the clamorous day
of the child.
298
但人微笑时，世界爱了他；但他大笑时世界便怕他了。
The world loved man when he smiled. The world became afraid of him
when he laughed.
299
神等待着人在智慧中重新获得童年。
God waits for man to regain his childhood in wisdom.
300
让我感到这个世界乃是您的爱的成形吧，那末，我的爱也将帮助着它。
Let me feel this world as thy love taking form, then my ove will help it.
在hacker news上看到一条评论，觉得很有道理就贴过来：
Seems everyone here is panicking because they think that this means Chrome OS will be killed and Android will be made to run on Chromebooks - but I actually think the signs point to the opposite - Chrome OS becoming the Phone/Tablet OS under a new guise. I wouldn't read too much into a leak filtered through journalists, and instead look at what Google's actually working on:
- Google has Chromium developers working on a DART-based Mobile UI framework and execution engine, Flutter (Flutter). It's looking to be far better than the existing Android UI system - built for touch and 120fps from the start. This uses the Dartium VM and a bridge to allow the DART apps to use all the native features of the platform, it's much more than just another web framework. Development on this is very active right now, clearly a sizable team working fulltime - and they're building new developer tools also. There was a talk on this a while ago: .
- Google has built a Runtime to allow existing Android Java-based apps to run on Chrome OS, and is currently testing this and working with developers to get their apps to run on it. It doesn't make much sense to invest in building that out just for chromebooks, since the experience on a Chromebook with Android apps is pretty awful (can't resize etc), but it makes total sense if it's going to be how legacy Java/Android apps run on the new Chrome based phone OS.
The sad truth is that Android simply isn't a very well engineered system - it's been improved over time, but problems persist - like the complex update process leading to unsatisfied users and security problems, poor UI performance (even now, Android can barely do simple animations at a steady 60fps on the latest Nexus devices, and has little hope of allowing for the beautiful animations the Material Design team has come up with), and poor battery life. Google's also at a dead-end with Java given the ongoing legal battles, and with Apache Harmony dead they have to maintain the standard library implementation themselves.
On the other hand, Chrome OS performs great, has awesome battery life on Chromebooks, is quite possibly the most secure end-user OS ever, and Chromebooks get speedy updates for at least 5 years. I know which one I'd choose as the basis for a merged OS.
我的看法和预测：
从市场角度去看显然android胜出了；
从技术角度去看，不论是UI，安全性以及碎片化问题，自动更新方面去看，chromeOS都优于android。
而且正如上面贴的评论中指出的，chrome团队搞得这几个项目(开发人数和活跃度都是非常高的，说明不是玩笑)，预示着：chrome OS的技术会占据android。
Android的优势是大量的app，品牌影响力和认知度，所以最终的融合可能会是：android的表，chrome OS的芯。
维护两套OS本身就耗费大量的人力物力，而且还都是linux内核，太蛋疼。以后汽车，家居，各种穿戴式设备等等难道再各自开发一套系统？显然不可行。随着移动化浪潮，web的演化发展，整合出一套通用的OS不再是梦。苹果以前时不时就传出过ios会最终融合osx，我个人觉得是迟早的。微软率先大胆的迈出了一步，但可惜做得很糟糕，也许是用户，市场以及各方面都还没有准备好。有点像之前vista和windows7截然不同的命运。还记得ipad之前微软就搞出个一个类似平板的东西最终惨败。在这里有必要提一下Google眼镜的失败，也是这个问题。以上这些失败都是好事，同样的例子：facebook第一次在html5上的尝试以失败告终，但最终搞出了react。
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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.
2
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。
O Troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my w
ords.
3
世界对着它的爱人，把它浩翰的面具揭下了。
它变小了，小如一首歌，小如一回永恒的接吻。
The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.
It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.
4
是大地的泪点，使她的微笑保持着青春不谢。
It is the tears of the earth that keep here smiles in bloom.
5
无〔yin〕的沙漠热烈追求一叶绿草的爱，她摇摇头笑着飞开了。
The mighty desert is burning for the love of a bladeof grass who
shakes her head and laughs and flies away.
6
如果你因失去了太阳而流泪，那么你也将失去群星了。
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.
7
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？
The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing
water. Will you carry the burden of their lameness?
8
她的热切的脸，如夜雨似的，搅扰着我的梦魂。
Her wishful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.
9
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。
Once we dreamt that we were strangers.
We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
10
忧思在我的心里平静下去，正如暮色降临在寂静的山林中。
Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening among
the silent trees.
11
有些看不见的手，如懒懒的微（风思si1）的，正在我的心上奏着
（chan3 yuan2）的乐声。
Some unseen fingers, like an idle breeze, are playing upon my heart
the music of the ripples.
12
“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.
13
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。
Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes
love to you.
14
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。
The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night--it is great.
Delusions of knowledge are like the fog of the morning.
15
不要因为峭壁是高的，便让你的爱情坐在峭壁上。
Do not seat your love upon a precipice because it is high.
16
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。
I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by st
ops
for a moment, nods to me and goes.
17
这些微思，是树叶的（su4 su4）之声呀；它们在我的心里欢悦地
微语着。
There little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; they have their
whisper of joy in my mind.
18
你看不见你自己，你所看见的只是你的影子。
What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.
19
神呀，我的那些愿望真是愚傻呀，它们杂在你的哥声中喧叫着呢。
让我只是静听着吧。
My wishes are fools, they shout across thy song, my Master.
Let me but listen.
20
我不能选择那最好的。
是那最好的选择我。
I cannot choose the best.
The best chooses me.
21
那些把灯背在背上的人，把他们的影子投到了自己前面。
They throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on
their back.
22
我的存在，对我是一个永久的神奇，这就是生活。
That I exist is a perpetual surprise which is life.
23
“我们萧萧的树叶都有声响回答那风和雨。你是谁呢，那样的沉默着？”
“我不过是一朵花。”
We, the rustling leaves, have a voice that answers the storms,
but who are you so silent?
I am a mere flower.
24
休息与工作的关系，正如眼（jian3）与眼睛的关系。
Rest belongs to the work as the eyelids to the eyes.
25
人是一个初生的孩子，他的力量，就是生长的力量。
Man is a born child, his power is the power of growth.
26
神希望我们酬答他，在于他送给我们的花朵，而不在于太阳和土地。
God expects answers for the flowers he sends us, not for the sun
the earth.
27
光明如一个裸体的孩子，快快活活地在绿叶当中游戏，它不知道人是会欺
诈的。
The light that plays, like a naked child, among the green leaves
happily knows not that man can lie.
28
啊，美呀，在爱中找你自己吧，不要到你镜子的（chan3 yu2）
去找寻。
O Beauty, find thyself in love, not in the flattery of thy mirror.
29
我的心把她的波浪在世界的海岸上冲激着，以热泪在上边写着她的题记：
“我爱你。”
My heart beats her waves at the shore of the world and writes upon
it her signature in tears with the words, I love thee.
30
“月儿呀，你在等候什么呢？”
“向我将让位给他的太阳致敬。”
Moon, for what do you wait?
To salute the sun for whom I must make way.
31
绿树长到了我的窗前，仿佛是（yin1）哑的大地发出的渴望的声音。
The trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dumb
earth.
32
神自己的清晨，在他自己看来也是新奇的。
His own mornings are new surprises to God.
33
生命从世界得到资产，爱情使它得到价值。
Life finds its wealth by the claims of the world, and its worth
by the claims of love.
34
枯竭的河床，并不感谢它的过去。
The dry river-bed finds no thanks for its past.
35
鸟儿愿为一朵云。
云儿愿为一只鸟。
The bird wishes it were a cloud.
The cloud wishes it were a bird.
36
瀑布歌唱道：“我得到自由时便有了歌声了。”
The waterfall sing, I find my song, when I find my freedom.
37
我说不出这心为什么那样默默地颓丧着。
是为了它那不曾要求，不曾知道，不曾记得的小小的需要。
I cannot tell why this heart languishes in silence.
It is for small needs it never asks, or knows or remembers.
38
妇人，你在料理家务的时候，你的手足歌唱着，正如山间的溪水歌唱着在
小石中流过。
Woman, when you move about in your household service your limbs sin
g
like a hill stream among its pebbles.
39
当太阳横过西方的海面时，对着东方留下他的最后的敬礼。
The sun goes to cross the Western sea, leaving its last salutation
to the East.
40
不要因为你自己没有胃口而去责备你的食物。
Do not blame your food because you have no appetite.
41
群树如表示大地的愿望似的，（dian4）起脚来向天空窥望。
The trees, like the longings of the earth, stand atiptoe to peep
at the heaven.
42
你微微地笑着，不同我说什么话。而我觉得，为了这个，我已等待得久了。
You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this
I had been waiting long.
43
水里的游鱼是沉默的，陆地上的兽类是喧闹的，空中的飞鸟是歌唱着的。
但是，人类却兼有海里的沉默，地上的喧闹与空中的音乐。
The fish in the water is silent, the animal on the earth is noisy,
the bird in the air is singing.
But Man has in him the silence of the sea, the noise of the earth a
nd
the music of the air.
44
世界在踌躇之心的琴弦上跑过去，奏出忧郁的乐声。
The world rushes on over the strings of the lingering heart making
the music of sadness.
45
他把他的刀剑当着他的上帝。
当他的刀剑胜利的时候他自己却失败了。
He has made his weapons his gods.
When his weapons win he is defeated himself.
46
神从创造中找到他自己。
God finds himself by creating.
47
阴影戴上她的面幕，秘密地，温顺地，用她的沉默的爱的脚步，跟在“光”
后边。
Shadow, with her veil drawn, follows Light in secret meekness,
with her silent steps of love.
48
群星不怕显得向萤火那样。
The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies.
49
谢谢神，我不是一个权力的轮子，而是被压在这轮子下的活人之一。
I thank thee that I am none of the wheels of power but I am one wit
h
the living creatures that are crushed by it.
50
心是尖锐的，不是宽博的，它执着在每一点上，却并不活动。
The mind, sharp but not broad, sticks at every point but does not m
ove.
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