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I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops for a moment, nods to me and goes. 我今晨坐在窗前，世界如路人一样，停留一会，向我点点头，有走过去了。 Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes love to you. 听啊，我的新，听着世界向你的轻声耳语，它在诉说爱情。 泰戈尔《飞鸟集》 | 
