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整理人: yvonneh(1999-02-19 13:04:19), 站内信件
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When peace is active sweeping its dirt,it is storm.
和平在活跃地扫除它的垃圾时，这就是风暴。
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The lake lies low by the hill, a tearful entreaty
of love at the foot of the inflexible.
湖躺在山脚下，像在执拗者的跟前含泪恳求爱。
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There smiles the Divine Child among his playthings
of unmeaning clouds and ephemeral lights and shadows.
那圣洁的孩子微笑着，在他那无意义的云和短命的光与影玩具中。
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The breeze whispers to the lotus,"what is thy secret?"
"It is myself,"says the lotus,"steal it and I disapper!"
微风对莲花低声问道：“你的秘密是什么？”
莲花说：“是我自己，你把它偷去吧，我就会消失了！”
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The freedom of the storm and the bondage of the stem
jion hands in the dance of swaying branches.
风暴的自由和树干的束缚手牵着手，在摇摆的枝桠之中舞蹈。
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蓝色的天空下
蓝色的大海边
有着蓝色的回忆
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