２５０
不要让刀锋讥笑它柄子的拙钝。
let not the sword-blade mock its handle for being blunt.
２５１
夜的沉默，如一个深深的灯盏，银河便是它燃着的灯光。
the night's silence, like a deep lamp, is burning with the light of
its milky way.
２５２
死象大海的无限的歌声，日夜冲击着生命的光明岛的四周。
around the sunny island of life swells day and night death's
limitless song of the sea.
２５３
花瓣似的山峰在饮着日光，这山岂不象一朵花吗繝
is not this mountain like a flower, with its petals of hill, drinking
the sunlight?
２５４
“真实”的含义被误解，轻重被倒置，那就成了“不真实”。
the real with its meaning read wrong and emphasis misplaced is the unreal.
２５５
我的心呀，从世界的流动找你的美吧，正如那小船得到风与水的优美似的。
find your beauty, my heart, from the world's movement, like the boat
that has the grace of the wind and the water.
２５６
眼不能以视来骄人，却以它们的眼镜来骄人。
the eyes are not proud of their sight but of their eyeglasses.
２５７
我住在我的这个小小的世界里，生怕使它再缩小一丁点儿。把我抬举到您的世界里去吧，让我高高兴兴地失去我的一切的* 。
i live in this little world of mine and am afraid to make it the
least less. life me into thy world and let me have the freedom gladly
to lose my all.
２５８
虚伪永远不能凭借它生长在权力中而变成真实。
the false can never grow into truth by growing in power.
２５９
我的心，同着它的歌的拍拍舐岸的波浪，渴望着要抚爱这个陽光熙和的绿色世界。
my heart, with its lapping waves of son, longs to caress this green
world of the sunny day.
