第2453朵献给冬儿
２２６
那些有一切东西而没有您的人，我的上帝，在讥笑着那些没有别的东西而
只有您的人呢。
Those who have everything but thee, my God, laugh at those who have
nothing but thyself.


第2454朵献给冬儿
２２７
生命的运动在它自己的音乐里得到它的休息。
The movement of life has its rest in its own music.


第2455朵献给冬儿
２２８
踢足只能从地上扬起尘土而不能得到收获。
Kicks only raise dust and not crops from the earth.


第2456朵献给冬儿
２２９
我们的名字，便是夜里海波上发出的光，痕迹也不留就抿灭了。
Our names are the light that glows on the sea waves at night and
then dies without leaving its signature.


第2457朵献给冬儿
２３０
让睁眼看着玫瑰花的人也看看它的刺。
Let him only see the thorns who has eyes to see the rose.


第2458朵献给冬儿
２３１
鸟翼上系上了黄金，这鸟便永不能再在天上翱翔了。
Set the bird's wings with gold and it will never again soar in the sky.


第2459朵献给冬儿
２３２
我们地方的荷花又在这陌生的水上开了花，放出同样的清香，只是名字换
了。
The same lotus of our clime blooms here in the alien water with
the same sweetness, under another name.


第2460朵献给冬儿
２３３
在心的远景里，那相隔的距离显得更广阔了。
In heart's perspective the distance looms large.


第2461朵献给冬儿
２３４
月儿把她的光明遍照在天上，却留着她的黑斑给她自己。
The moon has her light all over the sky, her dark spots to herself.


第2462朵献给冬儿
２３５
不要说：“这是早晨”，别用一个“昨天”的名词把它打发掉。你第一次
看到它，把它当作还没有名字的新生孩子吧。
Do not say, "It is morning," and dismiss it with a mane of yesterday.
See it for the first time as a new-born child that has no name.


第2463朵献给冬儿
２３６
青烟对天空夸口，灰烬对大地夸口，都以为它们是火的兄弟。
Smoke boasts to the sky, and Ashes to the earth, that they are
brothers to the fire.


第2464朵献给冬儿
２３７
雨点向茉莉花微语道：“把我永久地留在你的心里吧。”
茉莉花叹息了一声，落在地上了。
The raindrop whispered to the jasmine, "Keep me in your heart for ever."
The jasmine sighed, "Alas," and dropped to the ground.


第2465朵献给冬儿
２３８
腆怯的思想呀，不要怕我。
我是一个诗人。
Timid thoughts, do not be afraid of me.
I am a poet.


第2466朵献给冬儿
２３９
我的心在朦胧的沉默里，似乎充满了蟋蟀的鸣声－－声音的灰暗的
暮色。
The dim silence of my mind seems filled with crickets' chirp ---
the grey twilight of sound.


第2467朵献给冬儿
２４０
爆竹呀，你对群星的侮蔑，又跟着你自己回到地上来了。
Rockets, your insult to the stars follows yourself back to the earth.