主题：每日一诗: 希望是长着羽毛的生灵 (7.17)

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       That perches in the soul --
　　And sings the tune without the words --
　　And never stops -- at all --
　　And sweetest -- in the Gale -- is heard --
　　And sore must be the storm --
最后由 22爱小米虫 于 2009-07-17 09:05:28编辑

　   "Hope" is the thing with feathers --
　　"Hope" is the thing with feathers --
　　That perches in the soul --
　　And sings the tune without the words --
　　And never stops -- at all --
　　And sweetest -- in the Gale -- is heard --
　　And sore must be the storm --
　　That could abash the little Bird
　　That kept so many warm --
　　I've heard it in the chillest land --
　　And on the strangest Sea --
　　Yet, never, in Extremity,
　　It asked a crumb -- of Me.

　　
       希望是长着羽毛的生灵
　　希望是长着羽毛的生灵
　　栖息在灵魂的树杈
　　唱着无言的歌儿
　　从来——没有停下——
　　它曾庇护了多少温暖
　　狂风中，它的歌声最是甜蜜
　　只有恼羞成怒的暴雨
　　才能让这只小鸟显现窘迫
　　我听见它的声音——
　　在最寒冷的土地
　　在最偏远的海洋
　　绝境中，它依然不会张口
　　向我讨要哪怕一屑面包
最后由 芭芘 于 2009-07-17 10:58:20编辑

　  "Hope" is the thing with feathers --                 希望之物带羽翼，
　　That perches in the soul --                            趴伏灵魂的深处。
　　And sings the tune without the words --        唱歌有调而无词，
　　And never stops -- at all --                            丝毫一点不打住。
　　And sweetest -- in the Gale -- is heard --        最是甜蜜风中吟，
　　And sore must be the storm --                       唯有暴雨来痛楚。            
　　That could abash the little Bird                       或使小鸟儿慌促，
　　That kept so many warm --                           也曾护多少温度。
　　I've heard it in the chillest land --                    似听在寒冷冻土，
　　And on the strangest Sea --                            似听在遥远海途。
　　Yet, never, in Extremity,                                虽困依然绝然不，
　　It asked a crumb -- of Me.                             不向人求一点素。

哈哈  怎么这么快呀

''hope" is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
and sings the tune without the words
and never stops--at all
and sweetest --in the gale--is heard
and sore must be strom
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many marm
i've heard it in the chillest land
and on the strangest sea
yet ,never,in extremity
it asked a crumb--of me.

每日一诗－－希望是长着羽毛的生灵
　"Hope" is the thing with feathers --

　　"Hope" is the thing with feathers --
　　That perches in the soul --
　　And sings the tune without the words --
　　And never stops -- at all --
　　And sweetest -- in the Gale -- is heard --
　　And sore must be the storm --
　　That could abash the little Bird
　　That kept so many warm --
　　I've heard it in the chillest land --
　　And on the strangest Sea --
　　Yet, never, in Extremity,
　　It asked a crumb -- of Me.

　　希望是长着羽毛的生灵

　　希望是长着羽毛的生灵
　　栖息在灵魂的树杈
　　唱着无言的歌儿
　　从来——没有停下——
　　它曾庇护了多少温暖
　　狂风中，它的歌声最是甜蜜
　　只有恼羞成怒的暴雨
　　才能让这只小鸟显现窘迫
　　我听见它的声音——
　　在最寒冷的土地
　　在最偏远的海洋
　　绝境中，它依然不会张口
　　向我讨要哪怕一屑面包

hope is the sun , shinning your hear

hope never stops.

"hope" is the thing with feathers
that perchers in the soul
and sings the tune without the words
and never stops -- at all--
and sweetest-- in the Gale-- is heard --
and sore must be the storm--
that could abash the little Bird
that kept so many warm--
i've heard it in the chillest land--　
and on the strangest Sea--
yet,never,in Exrtemitu,
it asked a crumb--of Me.

"Hope" is the thing with feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
The perches in the soul
And sings the tone without the words
And never stops ---at all ----
And sweetest --- in the Gale --- is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm
I've heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest sea
Yet, never, in  Extremity
It asked a crumb --- of me

"Hope" is the thing with feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
The perches in the soul
And sings the tone without the words
And never stops --- at all ---
And sweetest --- in the Gale --- is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm
I've heard it in the chillest land
And on the stangest sea
Yet, never, in Extremity
It asked a crumb -- of me