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Swallows may have gone, but there is a time of return; willow trees may have died back, but there is a time of regreening; peach blossoms may have fallen, but they will bloom again. Now, you the wise, tell me, why should our days leave us, never to return? - If they had been stolen by someone, who could it be? Where could he hide them? If they had made the escape themselves, then where could they stay at this moment?
I don't know how many days I have been given to spend, but I do feel my hands are getting empty. Taking stock silently, I find that more than eight thousand days have already slid away from me. Like a drop of water from the point of a needle disappearing into the ocean, my days are dripping into the stream of time, soundless, traceless. Already sweat is starting on my forehead, and tears welling up in my eyes.燕子飞走了,但过了一段时间又会回来,柳树枯萎了,但也有在勃勃生机的时候桃花凋落了,但他们会有再次绽放的时候,现在,聪明的你,告诉我,我们的日子,永远不会回来了吗?如果他们是被人偷走的,他会是谁呢?又藏身何处呢？如果他们是自己逃走的，那么他们此刻又在哪儿呢？
我不知道以前的许多时光，我是怎么度过的，但是我觉得我的手渐渐空虚了。在心里默默的算着，我发现八千多日子已经从我的手里溜去。如同一滴水消失在大海里的针，在我的日子滴流在时间里，没有声音，也没有影子。不知不觉，汗水从我的额头上开始，而泪煽了我的眼睛。
——译文来自: s554260654 |
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发表于 2016-8-2 11:39:55