第三百零九篇

I dream of a star, an island of light, where I shall be born and in the depth of its quickening leisure my life will ripen its works like the rice-field in the autumn sun.我梦见一颗星，一个光明岛屿，我将在那里出生，在它快速的闲暇深处，我的生命将成熟它的事业，像秋天阳光下的稻田。