TheLittlePrince小王子 第十八章

The little prince crossed the desert and met with only one flower. It was a flower with three petals, a flower of no account at all.
"Good morning," said the little prince.
"Good morning," said the flower.
"Where are the men?" the little prince asked, politely.
The flower had once seen a caravan passing.
"Men?" she echoed. "I think there are six or seven of them in existence. I saw them, several years ago. But one never knows where to find them. The wind blows them away. They have no roots, and that makes their life very difficult."
"Goodbye," said the little prince.
"Goodbye," said the flower.

人眼中的花，
不过是娇弱可怜的，
短命之物。

花眼里的人，
亦不过无根飘忽的，
流浪者。

转:
of no account 不被重视

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