he green leaves
happily knos not that man can lie.
28
啊，美呀，在爱中找你自己吧，不要到你镜子的（chan3 yu2）
去找寻。
O Beauty, find thyself in love, not in the flattery of thy mirror.
29
我的心把她的波浪在世界的海岸上冲激着，以热泪在上边写着她的题记：
“我爱你。”
My heart beats her aves at the shore of the orld and rites upon
it her signature in tears ith the ords, I love thee.
30
“月儿呀，你在等候什么呢？”
“向我将让位给他的太阳致敬。”
Moon, for hat do you ait?
To salute the sun for hom I must make ay.
31
绿树长到了我的窗前，仿佛是（yin1）哑的大地发出的渴望的声音。
The trees come up to my indo like the yearning voice of the dumb earth.
32
神自己的清晨，在他自己看来也是新奇的。
His on mornings are ne surprises to God.
33
生命从世界得到资产，爱情使它得到价值。
Life finds its ealth by the claims of the orld, and its orth
by the claims of love.
34
枯竭的河床，并不感谢它的过去。
The dry river-bed finds no thanks for its past.
35
鸟儿愿为一朵云。
云儿愿为
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