然后我们来到草地，到处是沼泽，没有飞鸟！
Then we came to the grasslands. Marshes everywhere. No birds!
也许爱情只是一片天，没有飞鸟经过，就会平静如一。
Maybe love is just a day, without flying birds, it will be like a calm.
夏天的飞鸟，飞到我窗前唱歌，又飞去了。秋天的黄叶，他们没有什么可唱的，只是叹息一声，飞落在那里。——泰戈尔。
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.
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