The little windflower, whose just opened eye is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at.

  • -- William Cullen Bryant 布赖恩特

小小的风之花,它刚睁开的眼睛是蓝色的,就像它凝视着春天的天堂。

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A Poem does not grow by jerks. As trees in Spring produce a new ring of tissue, so does every poet put forth a fresh outlay of stuff at the same season.

一首诗不会因拙劣而生涩。正如树木在春天产生了新的组织,每个诗人都在同一季节提出了一项新的支出。

Nothing is further than earth from heaven, and nothing is nearer than heaven to earth.

没有什么比地离天远,也没有什么比天离地近。

You need to let the little things that would ordinarily bore you suddenly thrill you.

你需要让那些平常会让你感到无聊的小事突然让你兴奋起来。

Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, a box where sweets compacted lie.

甜蜜的春天,充满了甜蜜的日子和玫瑰,就像一个装满了糖果的盒子。

My dad's not here, but he's watching in heaven.

我爸爸不在这里,但他在天堂里看着。

One little step towards the future.

迈向未来的一小步。