一〇五

The touch of the nameless days clings to my heart like mosses round the oldtree.无名的日子的感触，攀缘在我的心上，正象那绿色的苔藓，攀缘在老树的周身。
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The echo mocks her origin to prove she is the original.回声嘲笑她的原声，以证明她是原声。
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God is ashamed when the prosperous boasts of His special favour.当富贵通达的人夸说他得到神的特别恩惠时，上帝却羞了。
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I cast my own shadow upon my path, because I have a lamp that has not beenlighted.我投射我自己的影子在我的路上，因为我有一盏还没有燃点起来的明灯。
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Man goes into the noisy crowd to drown his own clamour of silence.人走进喧哗的群众里去，为的是要淹没他自己的沉默的呼号。
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