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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。”
' ?2 w- ?- s1 U1 kAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
6 Q# {6 x% K/ V1 H9 ^3 rWhere is your dwelling-place? + s; E+ b1 c: q5 q) n0 W. j' ~6 q
In the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.
3 {, J8 P5 @: X20.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。 + a6 l, p9 w: t) {" @: o
I hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart, 6 V+ M/ G( k2 T
---I cannot see them. # J4 u6 H- ^" |! z% |
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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。
. c: X3 M3 d( ~7 a! m3 g7 w5 w E JLeisure in its activity is work.
' i% H# N5 q: E$ DThe stillness of the sea stirs in waves. 3 g2 j4 u' `: G; K' E, j, k
; U8 Y5 M8 ~2 X5 R- _- n23.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。 6 @8 |( G0 w5 ~
The leaf becomes flower when it loves. ' c/ M$ H* w, ?0 @( N4 N4 p( _
The flower becomes fruit when it worships. 1 |. @0 V2 v; c2 W, Q" k
+ r- e+ ]% @: t7 Y2 ~+ }24.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实,却不要什么报酬。 - Z& a4 T" u( D }9 Y
The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the branches fruitful.
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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。 ' m7 C F3 `" w: L% u5 u
This rainy evening the wind is restless. ' I p* c9 w1 Z' X0 H. h5 q7 L% w
I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
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' o! D. O1 _4 n) H. e9 a7 y26.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。 9 M1 I2 a0 B3 N
Storm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout. : G( z: A8 ~0 D E
, l s$ D% _" `) R, H8 v" k27.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。 4 ?3 h0 I( M+ s5 Q; W6 @, G! o
Thou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou - {3 m# j: e( `6 d" I* B+ F
lonely bride of the storm.
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28.文字对工作说道:“我惭愧我的空虚。”
" V4 l1 H0 R; [! w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。” 3 v- A/ j f5 _. V( w/ g9 W
I am ashamed of my emptiness, said the Word to the Work. 9 y$ P/ p; f/ I2 f8 F
I know how poor I am when I see you, said the Work to the Word.
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8 }) T7 _2 N5 O29.时间是变化的财富。时钟模仿它,却只有变化而无财富。 , I. _: k3 P: {1 Q
Time is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
/ w" Z. ^! l" T* [: z: B9 Kit mere change and no wealth.
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7 ~5 @+ c1 _( o: z# o+ _30.真理穿了衣裳,觉得事实太拘束了。
2 @6 U+ L% f1 Q( ^# k$ r在想象中,她却转动得很舒畅。
9 n3 ~; h! ?/ r, B. `Truth in her dress finds facts too tight.
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