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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。” # x' @. \/ A' g3 {
Asks the Possible to the Impossible, 6 k& x6 @" G ^' i1 e
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In the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer. 7 G8 B. s5 [% F& F% ~% T/ E
20.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. ( `$ S& h$ P/ O2 }7 t# s) t: [- H
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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。 ( Z" f: `8 U& H* d( `+ [8 X
I hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart, ) [2 S. E# r4 h# I. x5 w/ d v
---I cannot see them. 7 c$ ~% F h. w1 E$ y) a* _
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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。
# J( o+ o0 X, D# qLeisure in its activity is work. " D1 ]( k( `1 C- w8 J
The stillness of the sea stirs in waves.
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23.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
4 `0 ^; q( \2 \5 G0 L' W$ VThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
5 U& w2 U! C4 |0 U( ?" tThe flower becomes fruit when it worships. " }0 K. ?) X( w
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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。
: d3 {3 I; M: o' \- F: J8 y. T' wThe roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the branches fruitful. - a5 J7 p4 J9 C% Z) i$ D/ G
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25.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。 & G" P0 O- H& k, B6 x
This rainy evening the wind is restless. # {2 A; D# f" Y0 M; B0 c
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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。 : E N- Q7 h. a. Y9 q# k, y
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。
, N% [; K* i' g. W8 BThou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou
: H1 V3 F {& X/ P; w, Flonely bride of the storm.
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28.文字对工作说道:“我惭愧我的空虚。”
+ d$ J1 s$ B' V& ~8 k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。”
' {, C* E8 h# ~9 GI am ashamed of my emptiness, said the Word to the Work. 0 _/ e. c( d& ?
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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。 1 l$ W+ L: K) P' I
Time is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
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9 l; k" G) _ N& B30.真理穿了衣裳,觉得事实太拘束了。
! D! `1 o+ {' B' ^( t7 W在想象中,她却转动得很舒畅。
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