And there grows in the mind a scent, it may be, of locust blossoms whose perfume is itself a wind moving to lead the mind away.

  • -- William Carlos Williams 威廉·卡洛斯·威廉姆斯

在你的心里长着一种香味,也许是槐花的香味,它本身就是一股风,把你的心吹走了。

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Less than the dust beneath thy chariot wheel, less than the weed that grows beside thy door.

比你车轮下的尘土更少,比你门旁生长的野草更少。

Everybody grows but me.

除了我,每个人都在成长。