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隔着树篱，我们的视线相遇了。我想，我有一些话要对她说，而她却走开了。我要对她讲的话，像一叶扁舟日日夜夜随时间的浪潮而颠簸起伏。我要对她讲的话，仿佛秋天的行云，无止无息地四处追寻，又仿佛变成了黄昏时盛开的花儿，在落霞间寻找它已失去的时光。我要对她讲的话，像萤火虫似的在我的心里熠熠闪光，在绝望的黄昏，探求它的深意。
I thought I had something to say to her when our eyes met across the hedge. But she passed away. And it rocks day and night, like a boat, on every wave of the hours, the word that I had to say to her. It seems to sail in the autumn clouds on an end- less quest and to bloom into evening flowers, seeking its lost moment in the sunset. It twinkles like fireflies in my heart, to find its meaning in the dusk of despair, the word that I had to say to her.
2
如果我占有了天空和满天的繁星，如果我占有了世界和它无量的财富，我仍有更多的要求。但是，只要我有了她，即使在这个世界上我只有一块立锥之地，我也会心满意足。
I would ask for still more, if I had the sky with all its stars, and the world with its endless riches ; but I would be content with the smallest corner of this earth if only she were mine. I would ask for still more, if I had the sky with all its stars, and the world with its endless riches ; but I would be content with the smallest corner of this earth if only she were mine.
3
我不记得我的母亲，
只在我游戏中间
有时似乎有一段歌调在我玩具上回旋，
是她在晃动我的摇篮时候所哼的那些歌调。
我不记得我的母亲，
但是当初秋的早晨
合欢花香在空气中浮动，
庙里晨祷的馨香向我吹来像母亲一样的气息。
我不记得我的母亲，
只当我从卧室的窗里外望悠远的蓝天，
我觉得我母亲凝注在我脸上的眼光
布满了整个天空。
I cannot remember my mother,
Only sometime in the midst of my play
a tune seems to hover my playthings,
the tune of some song that she used to hum while rocking my cradle.
I cannot remember my mother,
but when in the early autumn morning
the smell of the shiuli flowers floats in the air,
the scent of the morning service in the temple comes to me as the scent of my mother.
I cannot remember my mother,
Only when from my bedroom window I send my eyes into the blue of the distant sky,
I feel that the stillness of my mother's gaze on my face has spread all over the sky.
4
我醒来了，发现他的与清晨一同到来的信。
我不知道信里写些什么，因为我看不懂。
让聪明人独自去读他的书吧，我不会打扰他，因为，谁知道他能否读出信里说些什么。
让我把它擎在前额，让我把它贴在心上。
当夜深人静，繁星一个个出现时，我要把它展放膝头，默默静坐。
沙沙的林叶会为我大声朗读它，潺潺的河水会为我吟诵它，七颗智慧星也会在空中为我歌唱它。
我得不到我所寻觅的，我不理解我将学到的；可这封未读的信，却减轻了我的负担，将我的思想化成了歌曲。
I woke and found his letter with the morning.
I do not know what it says, for I cannot read.
I shall leave the wise man alone with his books, I shall not trouble him, for who knows if he can read what the letter says.
Let me hold it to my forehead and press it to my heart.
When the night grows still and stars come out one by one I will spread it on my lap and stay silent.
The rustling leaves will read it aloud to me, the rushing stream will chant it, and the seven wise stars will sing it to me from the sky.
I cannot find what I seek, I cannot understand what I would learn; but this unread letter has lightened my burdens and turned my thoughts into songs.
5
我们的爱情不仅仅是儿戏，我爱。
风雨喧嚣的夜一次次袭击了我，吹灭我的灯光；暧昧的疑虑聚拢来，遮蔽了我满天的繁星。
河堤一次次崩塌，让洪水席卷了我的庄稼，悲伤与绝望撕裂了我的蓝天。
因此我知道，你的爱情里有痛苦的打击，却没有死亡无情的冷漠。
This is no mere dallying of love between us, my lover.
Again and again have swooped down upon me the screaming nights of storm, blowing out my lamp: dark doubts have gathered, blotting out all stars from my sky.
Again and again the banks have burst, letting the flood sweep away my harvest, and wailing and despair have rent my sky from end to end.
This have I learnt that there are blows of pain in your love, never the cold apathy of death.
6
欢乐从全世界涌来，塑造了我的躯体。
天空的阳光将她吻了又吻，直到她惊醒。
匆匆赶来的夏日的花朵在她的呼吸里注入芬芳的气息，她的行动里有着风和水的韵律。
云霞和森林绚丽多彩的激情潮水般注入她的生命，大地万物的音乐的爱抚凝成她的手和足。
她是我的新娘——她在我的房里点亮了她的灯。
The joy ran from all the world to build my body.
The lights of the skies kissed and kissed her till she woke.
Flowers of hurrying summers sighed in her breath and voices of winds and water sang in her movements.
The passion of the tide of colours in clouds and in forests flowed into her life, and the music of all things caressed her limbs into shape.
She is my bride,--she has lighted her lamp in my house.
