The third poet closed his eyes and stretched his arm upwards, and said, "I touch them with my hand. I feel their wings, like the breath of a sleeping fairy, brushing against my fingers."

第三位诗人闭起眼睛，双手上伸，慷慨陈辞道：“我用手触摸到了，我感觉到它们的翅膀，恰似一个酣睡的仙女，轻轻对着我的手指呼气。”

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The third poet closed his eyes and stretched his arm upwards, and said, "I touch them with my hand. I feel their wings, like the breath of a sleeping fairy, brushing against my fingers."

第三位诗人闭起眼睛，双手上伸，慷慨陈辞道：“我用手触摸到了，我感觉到它们的翅膀，恰似一个酣睡的仙女，轻轻对着我的手指呼气。”

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