華閱文章網夏天的飛鳥，飛到我的窗前唱歌，又飛去了。
秋天的黃葉，它們沒有什么可唱，只嘆息一聲，飛落在那里。
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.
世界上的一隊小小的漂泊者呀，請留下你們的足印在我的文字里。
o troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words.
.
２３８
腆怯的思想呀，不要怕我。
我是一個詩人。
timid thoughts, do not be afraid of me.
i am a poet.
２３９
我的心在朦朧的沉默里，似乎充滿了蟋蟀的鳴聲－－聲音的灰暗的
暮色。
the dim silence of my mind seems filled with crickets' chirp ---
the grey twilight of sound.
２４０
爆竹呀，你對群星的侮蔑，又跟著你自己回到地上來了。
rockets, your insult to the stars follows yourself back to the earth.
２４１
您曾經帶領著我，穿過我的白天的擁擠不堪的旅程，而到達了我的黃昏的孤寂之境。
在通宵的寂靜里，我等待著它的意義。
thou hast 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.
２４２
我們的生命就似渡過一個大海，我們都相聚在這個狹小的舟中。
死時，我們便到了岸，各往各的世界去了。
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.
２４３
真理之川從它的錯誤之溝渠中流過。
the stream of truth flows through its channels of mistakes.
２４４
今天我的心是在想家了，在想著那跨過時間之海的那一個甜蜜的時候。
my heart is homesick today for the one sweet hour across the sea of time.
２４５
鳥的歌聲是曙光從大地反響過去的回聲。
the bird-song is the echo of the morning light back from the earth.
２４６
晨光問毛茛道：“你是驕傲得不肯和我接吻么？”are you too proud to kiss me?
２４７
小花問道：“我要怎樣地對你唱，怎樣地崇拜你呢？太陽呀？”
太陽答道：“只要用你的純潔的素樸的沉默。”how may i sing to thee and worship, o sun?by the simple silence of thy purity,
２４８
當人是獸時，他比獸還壞。
man is worse than an animal when he is an animal.
２４９
黑云受光的接吻時便變成天上的花朵。
dark clouds become heaven's flowers when kissed by light.
２５０
不要讓刀鋒譏笑它柄子的拙鈍。
let not the sword-blade mock its handle for being blunt.
２５１
夜的沉默，如一個深深的燈盞，銀河便是它燃著的燈光。
the night's silence, like a deep lamp, is burning with the light of
its milky way.
２５２
死象大海的無限的歌聲，日夜沖擊著生命的光明島的四周。
around the sunny island of life swells day and night death's
limitless song of the sea.
２５３
花瓣似的山峰在飲著日光，這山豈不象一朵花嗎繝
is not this mountain like a flower, with its petals of hill, drinking
the sunlight?
