One foggy April night in Berlin, Hans Leip, a young officer cadet and budding poet, was standing guard outside a fusiliers barracks.

4月的柏林，一个雾蒙蒙的夜晚，汉斯·莱普正站在一个燧发枪团的营房外站岗。他既是一个年轻的军校学员，又是一个崭露头角的诗人。

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One foggy April night in Berlin, Hans Leip, a young officer cadet and budding poet, was standing guard outside a fusilier’s barracks.

4月的柏林，一个雾蒙蒙的夜晚，汉斯•莱普正站在一个燧发枪团的营房外站岗。 他既是一个年轻的军校学员，又是一个崭露头角的诗人。

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