第二天再去看，它早已谢了。那时的我一边叹惜，一边拾起落在地上的花瓣。

Again the next day to see that it already thanks. At the time, I lament the one hand, picked up the side of the petals fall on the ground.

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第二位诗人昂起头，出口成章：“通过我的内耳，我听到这些轻雾般的鸟儿在吟唱，那悠扬的歌声沁入我的心扉，正如白玫瑰用花瓣包住采蜜的蜂儿。”

The second poet raised his head and said, "With my inner ear I can hear those mist-birds singing. And the melody holds my heart as the white rose imprisons the bee within her petals."

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