一朵白玫瑰
A White Rose
「冰心」
怎么独自站在河边上？这朦胧的天色，是黎明还是黄昏？何处寻问，只觉得眼前竟是花的世界。中间杂着几朵白玫瑰。
How come I stand alone by the river? Thehazy sky is that dawn or dusk? Where can I inquire? I simply feel I am in anocean of flowers, amid the flowers mixed a few white roses.
她来了，她从山上下来了。靓妆着，仿佛是一身缟白，手里抱着一大束花。
There she comes, she comes down from thehill. With a bunch of flowers in hands, she appears in a plain white dress withbeautiful make up.
我说，“你来，给你一朵白玫瑰，好簪在襟上。”她微笑说了一句话，只是听不见。然而似乎我竟没有摘，她也没有戴，依旧抱着花儿，向前走了。
"Come hither, give you a white rose,you may pin on the lapel." I say. She beams with a word, but I can nothear. However, I seem to no pick one, and she does not wear it, holding theflowers still, she walks forward.
抬头望她去路，只见得两旁开满了花，垂满了花，落满了花。
Looking up the path she passed, I can seeboth sides of the path covered with blooming flowers, drooping flowers, andfallen flowers.
我想白花终比红花好；然而为何我竟没有摘，她也竟没有戴？
I suppose white flower is better than redflower all the time; yet why didn*t I pick one, and she didn*t wear one?
前路是什么地方，为何不随她走去？
What*s the place forward? Why not go withher?
都过去了，花也隐了，梦也醒了，前路如何？便摘也何曾戴？
It*s over, the flowers disappear, and thedream awakes, what may be ahead? If I had picked one, had she been wearing it?
A White Rose
「冰心」
怎么独自站在河边上？这朦胧的天色，是黎明还是黄昏？何处寻问，只觉得眼前竟是花的世界。中间杂着几朵白玫瑰。
How come I stand alone by the river? Thehazy sky is that dawn or dusk? Where can I inquire? I simply feel I am in anocean of flowers, amid the flowers mixed a few white roses.
她来了，她从山上下来了。靓妆着，仿佛是一身缟白，手里抱着一大束花。
There she comes, she comes down from thehill. With a bunch of flowers in hands, she appears in a plain white dress withbeautiful make up.
我说，“你来，给你一朵白玫瑰，好簪在襟上。”她微笑说了一句话，只是听不见。然而似乎我竟没有摘，她也没有戴，依旧抱着花儿，向前走了。
"Come hither, give you a white rose,you may pin on the lapel." I say. She beams with a word, but I can nothear. However, I seem to no pick one, and she does not wear it, holding theflowers still, she walks forward.
抬头望她去路，只见得两旁开满了花，垂满了花，落满了花。
Looking up the path she passed, I can seeboth sides of the path covered with blooming flowers, drooping flowers, andfallen flowers.
我想白花终比红花好；然而为何我竟没有摘，她也竟没有戴？
I suppose white flower is better than redflower all the time; yet why didn*t I pick one, and she didn*t wear one?
前路是什么地方，为何不随她走去？
What*s the place forward? Why not go withher?
都过去了，花也隐了，梦也醒了，前路如何？便摘也何曾戴？
It*s over, the flowers disappear, and thedream awakes, what may be ahead? If I had picked one, had she been wearing it?
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