There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye; There is no fragrance in April breezes till breathed with joy as they wander by.
没有爱的眼睛注视，星星和花朵就不会有荣耀;四月的微风中没有一丝芬芳，直到他们飘过时，才带着喜悦的气息呼吸。
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