yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sign.
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.
Troupe of little vagrants of the world, please leave your footprints in my words.
o trouble of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words.
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Timid thoughts, don't be afraid of me.
I am a poet.
Timid thoughts, do not be afraid of me.
I am a poet.
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My heart seems to be full of crickets in the dim silence-the gloomy twilight of the sound.
the dim silence of my mind seems filled with crickets' chirp-
the grey twilight of sound.
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firecrackers, your contempt for the stars has come back to the ground with yourself.
rockets, your insurance to the stars follow yourself back to the earth.
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You once led me through my crowded journey during the day and reached my lonely twilight.
in the silence all night, I waited for its meaning.
though has 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.
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Our lives are like crossing an ocean, and we are all gathered in this narrow boat.
when we die, we reach the shore and go to different worlds.
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.
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The stream of truth flows through its wrong ditch.
the stream of truth flows through its channels of misunderstandings.
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Today, my heart is homesick, thinking about that sweet time across the sea of time.
My heart is home sick today for the one sweet hour across the sea of time.
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The singing of birds is the echo of the dawn from the earth.
the bird-song is the echo of the morning backlight from the earth.
246
Chenguang asked buttercup, "Are you too proud to kiss me?" are you too proud to kiss me?
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Xiaohua asked, "How can I sing to you and worship you? The sun? "
The sun replied, "Just use your pure and simple silence." how may i sing to thee and worship, o sun? By the simple silence of thy purity,
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When man is a beast, he is worse than the beast.
man is worse than an animal when he is an animal.
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Dark clouds become flowers in the sky when kissed by light.
dark clouds become heaven's flowers when kissed by light.
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Don't let the blade laugh at the bluntness of its handle.
let not the sword-blade mock its handle for being blunt.
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The silence of the night is like a deep lamp, and the Milky Way is its burning light.
the night's silence, like a deep lamp, is burning with the light of
its milk way.
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Death is like the infinite song of the sea, which impacts around the bright island of life day and night.
around the sunny island of life wells day and night death's
limitless song of the sea.
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Petal-like peaks are drinking sunlight. Isn't this mountain like a flower?
Is not this mountain like a flower, with its petals of hill, drinking
the sunlight?