海边的树,我独爱死掉的那些
它们没有叶子,也不再喧哗
甚至没了皮肉,连骨头也烂掉了
但我爱它们
爱它们的枯槁、残缺和丑陋
爱它们的沉默,隐忍和执拗——
到死、到烂,它们都没有背叛自己的根
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Among those trees by the sea
I especially love those that die
They do not have leaves, and make no noise
The have no bark, and their bones rot away
But I love them
I love their withering, weakness, and ugliness,
and also their silence, quiet forbearance and obstinance—
Till death, till decay, they never betray their roots
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