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舞夜の殇
楼主
THE HOME I paced along on the road across the field while the sunset was hiding its last like a miser. The daylight sank deeper and deeper into the darkness,and the widowed land,whose harvest had been reaped,lay silent. Sunddenly a boy's shrill voice rose into the sky.He traversed the dark unseen,leaving the track of his song across the hush of the evening. His village home lay there at the end of the waste land,beyond the sugar-cane field,hidden among the shadows of the banana and the slender areca-palm,the coconut and the dark green jackfruit trees. I stopped for a moment in my longly way under the starlight,and saw spread before me the darkened earth surrounding with her arms countless homes furnished with cradles and beds,mothers' hearts and evening lamps,and young lives glad with a gladness that knows nothing of its value for the world. ON THE SEASHORE on the seashore of endless world children meet.The infinite sky is motionless overhead and the restless water is boisterous.On the seashore of the endless world the children meet with shoults and dances. They build their houses with sand,and they play with empty shells. With withered leaves they weave their boats and smilingly float them on the vast deep sea. Children have their play on the seashore of world. They know not how to swim , they know not how to cast nets,Pearl-fishers dive for pearls, merchants sail in their ships,while gather pebbles and scat ter them again. They seek not for hidden treasures , they know not how to cast nets. The sea surges up with laughter, and pale light gleams the smile of the sea-beach. Death-dealing waves sing meaningless ballads to the chlidren,even like the lullaby while rocking her baby's cradle. The sea plays with children,and pale light gleams the smile of the sea-beach. On the seashore of endless world children meet.Tempest roams in the pathless sky,ships are wrecked in the trackless water,death is abroad and children play. On the seashore of endless world is the great meeting of children. THE SOURCE The sleep flits on baby's eyes,does anybody know from where it comes?Yes, there is a rumor that it has its dwelling where,in the fairy village among shadows of the forest dimly lit with glowworms, there hang two shy buds of enchantment.From there it comes to kiss baby's eyes. The smile that flickers on baby's lips when he sleeps,does anybody know where it was born?Yes, there is a rumor that a young soft beam of a creacent moon touched the edge of a vanishing autumn cloud , and there the first smile was first born in the dream of a dew-washed morning ---the smile that flickers on baby's lips when he sleeps. The sweet, soft freshness that blooms on baby's limbs---dose anybody know where it was hidden so long? Yes,when the mother was a young girl it lay perwading her heart in tender and silent mystery of love---the sweet , soft freshness that has bloomed on baby's limbs.
2007年05月14日 11点05分
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