英国小诗

The sun has disappeared into a distance.

太阳慢慢消失在远方，

There's no reason for the moon to rise.

月亮仍无出来的迹象，

In this village with no sun and no moon

生在这灰暗的村庄里，

I lost the joy of my mind.

思维的乐趣都是奢侈。

I wish the nightingale will sing again

或许去那西方，

when it comes to this place in the west.

夜莺能重新放声歌唱，

The heavenly flower of the snowy highlands

而那雪域高原的花朵，

I wish here it will blossom again.

也能再次绽放。