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ing sun marks its presence in my small room in two or three sun has feet, look, he is treading on, lightly and furtively。peach blossoms may have fallen, but they will bloom , you the wise, tell me, why should our days leave us, never to return?If they had been stolen by someone, who could it be? Where could he hide them? If they had made the escape themselves, then where could they stay at the moment?I don39。第一篇:朱自清——《匆匆》(雙語(yǔ))Swallows may have gone, but there is a time of return。willow trees may have died back, but there is a time of regreening。t know how many days I have been given to spend, but I do feel my hands are getting stock silently, I find that more than eight thousand days have already slid away from a drop of water from the point of a needle disappearing into the ocean, my days are dripping into the stream of time, soundless, sweat is starting on my forehead, and tears welling up in my that have gone have gone for good, those to e keep ing。and I amcaught, blankly, in his day flows away through the sink when I wash my hands, wears off in the bowl when I eat my meal, andpasses away before my daydreaming gaze as reflect in can feel his haste now, so I reach out my hands to hold him back, but he keeps flowing past my withholding the evening, as I lie in bed, he strides over my body, glides past my feet, in his agile moment I open my eyes and meet the sun again, one whole day has bury my face in my hands and heave a the new day begins to flash past in the can I do, in this bustling world, with my days flying in their escape? Nothing but to hesitate, to have I been doing in that eightthousandday rush, apart from hesitating? Those bygone days have been dispersed as smoke by a light wind, or evaporated as mist by the morning traces have I left behind me? Have I ever left behind anygossamer traces at all? I have e to the world, stark naked。但是,聰明的,你告訴我,我們的日子為什么一去不復(fù)返呢?——是有人偷了他們罷:那是誰(shuí)?又藏在何處