特别的一首诗，看似平凡，实则我们大多数一直的追求
I wish we could live as the flowers live,
To breathe and to bloom in the summer and sun;
To slumber and sway in the heart of the night,
And to die when our glory had done.
I wish we could love as the bees love,
To rest or to roam without sorrow or sigh;
With laughter, when, after the wooer had won,
Love flew with a whispered good-bye.
I wish we could die as the birds die,
To fly and to fall when our beauty was best:
No trammels of time on the years of our face;
And to leave but an empty nest.
我愿我们能像花儿般成长，
在夏日的艳阳中吐纳绽放;
在深夜里酣眠摇曳，在绚烂过后死亡。
我愿我们能像蜜蜂般相爱，
无忧无虑的栖息或徜徉;
既得好逑，满心欢喜，
当爱已逝，低语惜别。
我愿我们能像鸟儿一样死去，
在最美的时候翱翔与坠落：
岁月无痕，鸟去巢空。
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