91 大地借助于绿草，显出她自己的殷勤好客。
The great earth makes herself hospitable with the help of the grass.
92 绿叶的生与死乃是旋风的急骤的旋转，它的更广大的旋转的圈子乃是徐缓的转动。
The birth and death of the leaves are the rapid whirls of the eddy whose wider circles move slowly among stars.
93 权势对世界说道：“你是我的。” 世界便把权势囚禁在她的宝座下面。 爱情对世界说道：“我是你的。” 世界便给予爱情以在它屋内来往的自由。
Power said to the world, “You are mine.“ The world kept it prisoner on her throne. Love said to the world, “I am thine.“
The world gave it the freedom of her house.
94 浓雾仿佛是大地的愿望。 它藏起了太阳，而太阳原是她所呼求的。
The mist is like the earth“s desire. It hides the sun for whom she cries.
95 安静些吧，我的心，这些大树都是祈祷者呀。
Be still, my heart, these great trees are prayers.
96 瞬刻的喧声，讥笑着永恒的音乐。
The noise of the moment scoffs at the music of the Eternal.
97 我想起了浮泛在生与爱与死的川流上的许多别的时代，以及这些时代之被遗忘，我便感觉到离开尘世的自由了。
I think of other ages that floated upon the stream of life and love and death and are forgotten, and I feel the freedom of passing away.
98 我灵魂里的忧郁就是她的新婚的面纱。 这面纱等候着在夜间卸去。
The sadness of my soul is her bride“s veil. It waits to be lifted in the night.
99 死之印记给生的钱币以价值，使它能够用生命来购买那真正的宝物。
Death“s stamp gives value to the coin of life; making it possible to buy with life what is truly precious.
100 白云谦逊地站在天之一隅。 晨光给它戴上霞彩。
The cloud stood humbly in a corner of the sky. The morning crowned it with splendour.
101 尘土受到损辱，却以她的花朵来报答。
The dust receives insult and in return offers her flowers.
102 只管走过去，不必逗留着采了花朵来保存，因为一路上花朵自会继续开放的。
Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on, for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way.
103 根是地下的枝。 枝是空中的根。
Roots are the branches down in the earth. Branches are roots in the air.
104 远远去了的夏之音乐，翱翔于秋间，寻求它的旧垒。
The music of the far-away summer flutters around the Autumn seeking its former nest.
105 不要从你自己的袋里掏出勋绩借给你的朋友，这是污辱他的。
Do not insult your friend by lending him merits from your own pocket.
106 无名的日子的感触，攀缘在我的心上，正象那绿色的苔藓，攀缘在老树的周身。
The touch of the nameless days clings to my heart like mosses round the old tree.
107 回声嘲笑她的原声，以证明她是原声。
The echo mocks her origin to prove she is the original.
108 当富贵利达的人夸说他得到神的特别恩惠时，上帝却羞了。
God is ashamed when the prosperous boasts of His special favour.
109 我投射我自己的影子在我的路上，因为我有一盏还没有燃点起来的明灯。
I cast my own shadow upon my path, because I have a lamp that has not been lighted.
110 人走进喧哗的群众里去，为的是要淹没他自己的沉默的呼号。
Man goes into the noisy crowed to drown his own clamour of silence.
111 终止于衰竭是“死亡”，但“圆满”却终止于无穷。
That which ends in exhaustion is death, but the perfect ending is in the endless.
112 太阳只穿一件朴素的光衣，白云却披了灿烂的裙裾。
The sun has his simple rode of light. The clouds are decked with gorgeousness.
113 山峰如群儿之喧嚷，举起他们的双臂，想去捉天上的星星。
The hills are like shouts of children who raise their arms, trying to catch stars.
114 道路虽然拥挤，却是寂寞的，因为它是不被爱的。
The road is lonely in its crowd for it is not loved.
115 权势以它的恶行自夸，落下的黄叶与浮游的云片却在笑它。
The power that boasts of its mischiefs is laughed at by the yellow leaves that fall, and clouds that pass by.
116 今天大地在太阳光里向我营营哼鸣，象一个织着布的妇人，用一种已经被忘却的语言，哼着一些古代的歌曲。
The earth hums to me today in the sun, like a woman at her spinning, some ballad of the ancient time in a forgotten tongue.
117 绿草是无愧于它所生长的伟大世界的。
the grass-blade is worthy of the great world where it grows.
118 梦是一个一定要谈话的妻子。 睡眠是一个默默忍受的丈夫。
Dream is a wife who must talk, Sleep is a husband who silently suffers.
119 夜与逝去的日子接吻，轻轻地在他耳旁说道：“我是死，是你的母亲。我就 要给你以新的生命。
The night kisses the fading day whispering to his ear, I am death, your mother. I am to give you fresh birth.
120 黑夜呀，我感觉到你的美了。你的美如一个可爱的妇人，当她把灯灭了的时 候。
I feel thy beauty, dark night, like that of the loved woman when she has put out the lamp.