今天是一八一六年七月三十。 咦，才十七个月呀。

To-day is the 30th of July, 1816,--why it is but seventeen months.

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月是故乡明，我什么时候能够再看到我故乡的月亮呀！

Bright is the moon over my home village. When can I see that moon again?

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可我却不愿相信——七月里也会有凉爽的清晨呀；干旱的年头里树叶也会提前掉落呀；仅第一棵西芹便宣告了夏季的逝去。

There may be cool mornings in July; in a year of drought the leaves may change before their time; it is only with the first celery that summer is over.

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