本段收录飞鸟集第310首-312首,欢迎喜欢的小耳朵完播订阅哦!
第310首:
The smell of the wet earth in the rain rises like a great chant of praise from the voiceless multitude of the insignificant.
雨中的湿土的气息,就像从渺小的无声的群众那里来的一阵巨大的赞美歌声。
第311首:
That love can ever lose is a fact that we cannot accept as truth.
说爱情会失去的那句话,乃是我们不能够当作真理来接受的一个事实。
第312首:
We shall know some day that death can never rob us of that which our soul has gained, for her gains are one with herself.
我们将有一天会明白,死永远不能够夺去我们的灵魂所获得的东西。因为她所获得的,和她自己是一体。
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