呵,这些茉莉花,这些洁白的茉莉花!我仿佛记得我第一次双手满捧着这些茉莉花,这些白的茉莉花的时候。我喜爱那日光,那天空,那绿色的大地;我听见那河水淙淙的流声,在黑漆的午夜里传过来;秋天的夕阳,在荒原上大路转角处迎我,如新妇揭起她的面纱迎接好的爱人。但我想起孩提时第一次 Oh, these jasmine, these white jasmine! I seem to remember the first time I held these jasmine hands, these white jasmine. I love the sun, the sky, the green earth; I hear the murmuring sound of the river flowing through midnight black; the autumn sunset welcomes me at the corner of the wilderness, Veil greets good lover. But I remember the first time I was kidding