箭与歌亨利·沃兹沃斯·朗费罗我将一支箭向天空射去,它落向地面,不知在何处;它那么急,那么快,眼睛怎能跟上它如飞的踪影?我向天空高唱一首歌,它落向地面,不知在何处;谁的目光能够如此敏锐执著,竟能追随飞扬的歌声?很久以后,我找到那支箭,插在橡树上,不曾折断;也找到那首歌,从头到尾,一直藏在朋友心间。 Arrow and song Henry Wadsworth Longfellow I shot an arrow to the sky, it fell to the ground, I do not know where it is; it so anxious, so fast, how can the eyes keep up with the trace of its flying I was singing a song to the sky, it fell to the ground, I do not know where; who’s eyes so keen on, can follow the flying song? A long time later, I found the arrow, inserted in the oak, never Broken; also found that song, from start to finish, has been hidden in the hearts of friends.