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    To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

    That　pool　under　the　shade　of　elm　trees

    Quietly　I　wave　good－bye

    Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

    In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

    Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

    I　would　be　a　water　plant！

    In　the　gentle　waves　of　Cambridge

    Their　reflections　on　the　shimmering　waves

    The　floating　heart　growing　the　sludge

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    Are　young　brides　in　the　setting　sun；

    一遍不够来两遍…

    Their　reflections　on　the　shimmering　waves

    That　pool　under　the　shade　of　elm　trees

    Sways　leisurely　under　the　water；

    Very　quietly　I　take　my　leave

    Holds　not　water　but　the　rainbow　from　the　sky。

    To　the　rosy　clouds　in　the　western　sky.

    I　would　be　a　water　plant！

    As　quietly　as　I　came　here；

    Always　linger　in　the　depth　of　my　heart.

    The　floating　heart　growing　the　sludge

    The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

    Are　young　brides　in　the　setting　sun；

    The　golden　willows　by　the　riverside

    Sways　leisurely　under　the　water；