我不知道可不可以,这是我所能背下来的了,是Rabindranath Tagore的诗哦 stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs , fulutter and fall there with a sign. 夏天的飞鸟,来到我的窗前,歌唱,又飞走了。秋天的花叶,它们没有什么曲子可唱,一声叹息,飘落在地上。 O troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words. 世界上一对小小的流浪者啊,在我的字里行间留下你们的足迹吧! The word puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal. 世界对着它的爱人,扯下它那庞大的面具。它变小了,小得宛如一首歌,小得宛如一个永恒的吻。 Tiny grass, your steps are small,but you possess the earth under your tread. 小草啊,你的足迹虽小,然而你却拥有脚下的土地。 The infant flower opens its bud and cries, Dear world, please do not fade. 小花绽放出蓓蕾,高喊着:“亲爱的世界啊,请不要凋零。”
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