求臧克家的新诗“有的人”的英文版
求臧克家的新诗“有的人”的英文版
求臧克家的新诗“有的人”的英文版
求臧克家的新诗“有的人”的英文版
Some people live
He was already dead;
Some people have died
He was still alive.
Some people
Ride on people's head:" Oh, how great I am!"
Some people
Leaning down to the people to be a slave.
Some people
The names carved into the stone to" immortal";
Some people
Prefer for the weeds, waiting for the underground fire.
Some people
He lives of others cannot live;
Some people
He lived for the majority of people live better.
On people's heads,
People he fell to pieces;
Give people the dog,
People remember him forever!
The names carved into the stones,
Rotten corpse much earlier than names;
As long as the spring breeze blows to place,
Everywhere is green grass.
He was alive people could not live,
He can see the end;
He lived for the majority of the people live better,
Batatai masses held very high, very high.
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