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2018-11-03 浏览次数:49

 I am on my own, strolling, hands behind my back. This bit of the universe seems in my possession now; and I myself seem to hav been uplifted from my ordinary self into another world. 
 
I like a serene and peaceful life, as much as a busy and active one; I like being in solitude, as much as in company. 
 
 
As it is tonight, basking in a misty moonshine all by myself, I feel I am a free man, free to think of anything, or of nothing. 
 
All that one is obliged to do, or to say, in the day-time, can be very well cast aside now. 
 
That is the beauty of being alone.
 
For the moment, just let me indulge in this profusion of moonlight and lotus fragrance.
All over this winding stretch of water, what meets the eye is a silken field of leaves, reaching rather high above the surface, like the skirts of dancing girls in all their grace. 
 
Here and there, layers of leaves are dotted with white lotus blossoms, some in demure bloom, others in shy bud, like scattering pearls, or twinkling stars, or beauties just out of the bath. 
 
A breeze stirs, sending over breaths of fragrance, like faint singing drifting from a distant building. 
At this moment, a tiny thrill shoots through the leaves and lilies, like, a streak of lightning, straight across the forest of lotuses. 
 
The leaves, which have been standing shoulder to shoulder, are caught shimmering in an emerald heave of the pond. Underneath, the exquisite water is covered from view, and none can tell its colour;
 
Yet the leaves on top project themselves all the more attractively.
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