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在通往传染病院的路旁

By the road to the contagious hospital

蓝色斑驳的云朵

under the surge of the blue

汹涌而来

mottled clouds driven from the

被东北的寒风驱逐。远处

northeast-a cold wind. Beyond, the

宽阔泥泞的荒野

waste of broad, muddy fields

野草枯黄，有立有伏

brown with dried weeds, standing and fallen

一滩滩的积水

patches of standing water

几棵高树

the scattering of tall trees

沿路尽是泛红的

All along the road the reddish

发紫的，分叉儿的，挺立的，纤瘦的

purplish, forked, upstanding, twiggy

灌木和小树

stuff of bushes and small trees

下面是枯黄的落叶

with dead, brown leaves under them

藤蔓光秃秃—

leafless vines—

看去毫无生机，疲惫

Lifeless in appearance, sluggish

昏沉沉春天将至—

dazed spring approaches—

它们赤条条地来

They enter the new world naked,

全身冰凉，一片懵懂

cold, uncertain of all

只想要进入这新世界。周围

save that they enter. All about them

寒风依旧—

the cold, familiar wind—

今儿一片草，明儿

Now the grass, tomorrow

野胡萝卜坚挺的卷缨儿

the stiff curl of wildcarrot leaf

一样样儿被描摹着—

越来越快：叶子的轮廓，清清楚楚

One by one objects are defined—

It quickens: clarity, outline of leaf

此刻带着倔强的尊严

进入春天，毕竟深层的变化

But now the stark dignity of

已经凸显：它们扎根土壤

entrance— Still, the profound change

开始醒来

has come upon them: rooted, they

grip down and begin to awaken