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Day 49
第49天
Autumn
秋
Thomas Ernest Hulme
托马斯·厄内斯特·休姆
A touch of cold in the Autumn night
一缕清寒在秋夜中飘荡漫步出门，
I walked abroad, And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge Like a red faced farmer.
见一轮红月倚在树篱上， 如同一个红脸膛的农夫。
I did not stop to speak, but nodded, And round about were the wistful stars
我没有停下来说话，只点了点头， 周围是沉思的繁星，
With white faces like town children.
白皙的脸，像城市中的孩童。
