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19.“可能”问“不可能”道:“你住在什么地方呢?”它回答道:“在那无能为力者的梦境里。”
6 Q+ N. d+ P6 O' h wAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
" T% G) A7 M* {3 r2 ?Where is your dwelling-place?
! Q" \" U/ m4 P# I- b: uIn the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.
/ {& M' q$ F3 K: M c20.如果你把所有的错误都关在门外时,真理也要被关在门外面了。 If you shut your door to all errors truth will be shut out.
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21.我听见有些东西在我心的忧闷后面萧萧作响,--我不能看见它们。
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---I cannot see them. & u: Z& J% Z" u2 o8 c
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22.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。 4 q$ D7 ~" B% x; @0 R
Leisure in its activity is work. ( O: h4 L r$ c* S. G, J
The stillness of the sea stirs in waves. $ o1 Q. O' b: | h
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23.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。 ) {& S6 ?( P: x) c u
The leaf becomes flower when it loves. ; l* B( U1 N7 ?) h4 x
The flower becomes fruit when it worships.
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24.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实,却不要什么报酬。
$ [* V1 s$ }1 r* j' Z( f$ hThe roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the branches fruitful.
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* ~5 a9 b: U3 ?+ h25.阴雨的黄昏,风无休止地吹着。我看着摇曳的树枝,想念万物的伟大。
. I/ V( [9 t! p5 H# c) ?This rainy evening the wind is restless.
2 \$ f& T) ^. j, qI look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
' h4 v; K4 Y5 _6 a e4 f; M1 ~# Kall things. / G8 P* t, e, T; l, S# j6 }
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26.子夜的风雨,如一个巨大的孩子,在不合时宜的黑夜里醒来,开始游戏和喧闹。 ) a! c* _ _9 _+ D/ ~
Storm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout.
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27.海呀,你这暴风雨的孤寂的新妇呀,你虽掀起波浪追随你的情人,但是无用呀。 ! D. D& X, C% I: |
Thou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou ( \3 b5 G/ G/ Q0 w1 g2 r* m
lonely bride of the storm.
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28.文字对工作说道:“我惭愧我的空虚。”
4 O+ @2 F/ ~+ r/ k6 }1 _工作对文字说道:“当我看见你的时,我便知道我是怎样地贫乏了。” 4 ]' ~& H ?: ]+ h" `
I am ashamed of my emptiness, said the Word to the Work.
& y' [0 E$ n+ v! S( P$ OI know how poor I am when I see you, said the Work to the Word.
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29.时间是变化的财富。时钟模仿它,却只有变化而无财富。
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it mere change and no wealth.
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, }- X# [' |2 F* \% W: V6 i# _30.真理穿了衣裳,觉得事实太拘束了。 $ v4 g5 D: C" Y. }
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