The echo mocks her origin to prove she is the original.

回声嘲笑她的原声，以证明她是原声。

The touch of the nameless days clings to my heart like mosses round the old tree.

无名的日子的感触，攀缘在我的心上，正象那绿色的苔藓，攀

缘在老树的周身。

Do not insult your friend by lending him merits from your own pocket.

不要从你自己的袋里掏出勋绩借给你的朋友，这是污辱他的。

The music of the far-away summer flutters around the Autumn seeking its former nest.

远远去了的夏之音乐，翱翔于秋间，寻求它的旧垒。

Roots are the branches down in the earth.

Branches are roots in the air.

根是地下的枝。

枝是空中的根。

Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on, for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way.

只管走过去，不必逗留着采了花朵来保存，因为一路上花朵自会继续开放的。

The dust receives insult and in return offers her flowers.

尘土受到损辱，却以她的花朵来报答。

The cloud stood humbly in a corner of the sky.

The morning crowned it with splendour.

白云谦逊地站在天之一隅。

晨光给它戴上霞彩。

Death's stamp gives value to the coin of life; making it possible to buy with life what is truly precious.

死之印记给生的钱币以价值，使它能够用生命来购买那真正的宝物。

The sadness of my soul is her bride's veil.

It waits to be lifted in the night.

我灵魂里的忧郁就是她的新婚的面纱。

这面纱等候着在夜间卸去。