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发表于 2014-4-10 22:15:05
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| Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, 令匆匆而过的人拭目而视, Thy root is ever in its grave, 你的根永远扎在坟墓里,
 And thou must die. 而你必须消逝。
 Sweet spring,full of sweet days and roses, 美妙的春天,充满了美好的日子和芳香的玫瑰,
 A box where sweets compacted lie, 如一支芬芳满溢的盒子,
 My music shows ye have your closes, 我的音乐表明你们也有终止,
 And all must die, 万物都得消逝。
 Only a sweet and virtuous soul, 唯有美好而正直的心灵,
 Like season'd timber,never gives; 犹如干燥备用的木料,永不走样;
 But though the whole world turn to coal, 纵然整个世界变为灰烬,
 Then chiefly lives. 它依然流光溢彩。
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