内容正文:
The Crescent Moon
Playthings
Child,how happy you are sitting in the dust,playing with a broken twig
all the morning.
I smile at your play with that little bit of a broken twig.
I am busy with my accounts,adding up figures by the hour.
Perhaps you glance at me and think,"What a stupid game to spoil your
morning with!"
Child,I have forgotten the art of being absorbed in sticks and mud-pies.
I seek out costly playthings,and gather lumps of gold and silver.
With whatever you find you create your glad games,I spent both my time
and my strength over things I never can obtain.
In my frail canoe I struggle to cross the sea of desire,and forget that I too
am playing a game.
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新月集「
玩具
①plaything[plei0iln.玩
孩子,你真是快活呀,一早晨坐在泥土里,耍着折
具
②twig[twig]n.细枝
下来的小树枝儿。
我微笑地看你在那里耍着小枝的碎梗。
我正忙着算账,一小时一小时在那里加叠数字。
也许你在看我,想道:“这种好没趣的游戏,竟把
你的一早晨的好时间夺去了!”
③mud-pie[mAd'pai]n.
孩子,我忘了聚精会神耍枝子与泥饼的方法了。
(儿童玩的)泥团
我找出贵重的玩具,收集起金块,银块。
④seek out找出
你呢,无论找到什么便去做你的快乐的游戏,我呢,
却把了我的时间与力气都费在那些我永不能得到的东西
⑤frail[freil训a.易碎的,
上。
脆弱的
我在我的脆薄的独木船里,奋勉地航过欲望之海,
竟忘了我也是在那里做游戏了。
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