21.
A BOOK
He ate and drank the precious words,
His spirit grew robust;
He knew no more that he was poor,
Nor that his frame was dust.
He danced along the dingy days,
And this bequest of wings
Was but a book.What liberty
A loosened spirit brings!
21.
书
他吃喝宝贵的文字，
他的灵魂强壮魁梧;
他不再意识自己贫苦，
也不觉得身体是尘土。
他在黯淡的日子起舞，
赠他翅膀的，不过是书。
何等自在
灵魂摆脱桎梏!
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