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我们不用护身香囊把它带在胸口,也不用激情的诗为它放声痛哭,它不给我们苦味的梦增添苦楚,它也不像是上帝许给的天国乐土。我们心中不知它的价值何在,我们也没想拿它来进行买卖。
We don’t need to wear a sachet to carry it on our chest. We don’t cry for it with passionate poems. It doesn’t add bitterness to our bitter dreams. It’s not like God’s promised paradise. We do not know what its value is in our hearts, nor do we want to buy it for sale.