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蜉蝣

蜉蝣之羽。
衣裳楚楚。
心之憂矣。
於我歸處。
蜉蝣之翼。
采采衣服。
心之憂矣。
於我歸息。
蜉蝣掘閱。
麻衣如雪。
心之憂矣。
於我歸說。

FU YOU

The wings of the ephemera,
Are robes, bright and splendid.
My heart is grieved; --
Would they but come and abide with me!
The wings of the ephemera,
Are robes, variously adorned.
My heart is grieved; --
Would they but come and rest with me!
The ephemera bursts from its hole,
With a robe of hemp like snow.
My heart is grieved; --
Would they but come and lodge with me!
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