我的心把她的波浪在世界的海岸上冲激着,以热泪在上边写着她的题记: “我爱你。” My heart beats her waves at the shore of the world and writes upon it her signature in tears with the words, I love thee.
我想起了浮泛在生与爱与死的川流上的许多别的时代,以及这些时代之被遗忘,我便感觉到离开尘世的自由了。 I think of other ages that floated upon the stream of life and love and death and are forgotten, and I feel the freedom of passing away