飞鸟集 第二章（5）
113、the hills are like shouts of children to catch stars.
山峰如群儿之喧嚷，举起他们的双臂，想去捉天上的星星。
114、the road is lonely in its crohed at by the yello,some ballad of the ancient time in a forgotten tongue.
今天大地在太阳光里向我营营哼鸣，象一个织着布的妇人，用一种已经被忘却的语言，哼着一些古代的歌曲。
117、the grass-blade is reat roht kisses the fading day to his ear, i am death,your mother. i am to give you fresh birth.
夜与逝去的日子接吻，轻轻地在他耳旁说道：“我是死，是你的母亲。我就要给你以新的生命。
120、i feel thy beauty, dark night, like that of the loved reat thoughts of many a deepening eventide on this beach ive the fish a life in the air.
鸟以为把鱼举在空中是一种慈善的举动。
124、in the moon thou sendest thy love letters to me,i leave my ansrass.
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