e ettin ety. Silently calculatin that re than 8000 days have slipped out of hand， like a drop of water on hand， like of a needle drippin into the sea. My days are in the streaof ti ，with no sound and no shadow.” “去的尽管去了，来的尽管来着；去来的中间，又怎样地匆匆呢？早上我起来的时候，小屋里射进两三方斜斜的太阳。太阳他有脚啊，轻轻悄悄地挪移了；我也茫茫然跟着旋转。于是——洗手的时候，日子从水盆里过去；吃饭的时候，日子从饭碗里过去；默默时，便从凝然的双眼前过去。我觉察他去的匆匆了，伸出手遮挽时，他又从遮挽着的手边过去，天黑时，我躺在床上，他便伶伶俐俐地从我身上跨过，从我脚边飞去了。等我睁开眼和太阳再见，这算又溜走了一日。我掩着面叹息。但是新来的日子的影儿又开始在叹息里闪过了。” “Go as you o ，and co as you co. In the ddle of oin and con ，how in a hurry? When I ot up in the rnin ，three sides of slantin sun ca into the cabin. The sun had feet and ved ently and quietly. I also blankly follow the rotation.So ，while washin his hands ，the days passed throuh the basin. When eatin ，the days pass frothe rice bowl. In silence ，it passed throuh the startin eyes. I sensed that it was in a hurry ，and when i stretched out hand to cover it ，he passed it aain. When it was dark， when i was lyin in bed， it stepped over cleverly and flew away fro feet. When I opened eyes and said oodbye to the sun ，it was another day that slipped away. I hid face and sihed ，but the new day flashed by in a sih.” “在逃去如飞的日子里，在千门万户的世界里的我能做些什么呢？只有徘徊罢了，只有匆匆罢了；在八千多日的匆匆里，除徘徊外，又剩些什么呢？过去的日子如轻烟，被微风吹散了，如薄雾，被初阳蒸融了；我留着些什么痕迹呢？我何曾留着像游丝样的痕迹呢？” “In the days of fliht ，what can I do in the world of thousands of falies?Only wanderin ，only in a hurry; In the rush of re than 8000 days，what is left except wanderin? The old days are like ske，dispersed by the b