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郑愁予《梦土上》
The forest is at my feet and my cottage is still up there.
The fence having come in sight is hidden again at the turn of the path.
Someone should be waiting by the door,
Waiting for the new books I bring and the zither repaired.
But I bring only a jug of wine,
For the one waiting has already left.
Clouds on my path and on my clothes,
I’m in someone’s vague thought.
Up here I find neither birds’ song nor flowers’ smiling faces.
The forest is at my feet, but my cottage is still up there.
The fence having come in sight is hidden again at the turn of the path.
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