在西盟生活几天后，我隐约感觉它的存在——它流淌在佤族人的歌声和舞蹈里。

After several days in Ximeng, I think I found it. It lies within their song and dance.

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下面街上有个小贩在叫卖，远处有人正在唱歌，歌声隐隐约约传到她耳中，无数的麻雀亦在屋檐下叽叽喳喳。

In the street below a peddler was crying his wares. The notes of a distant song which some one was singing reached her family, and countless sparrows were twittering in the eaves.

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