名人诗歌|第1日

I wish I could remember the first day，

First hour， first moment of your meeting me，

If bright or dim the season，

It might be summer or winter for aught I can say.

So unrecorded did it slip away，

So blind was I to see and foresee，

So dull to mark the budding of my tree

That would not blossom yet for many a May.

If only I could recollect^{1 it，}

Such a day of days！

Let it come and go as traceless as a thaw^{2 of bygone snow；}

It seemed to mean so little， meant so much；

If only now I could reed that touch，

First touch of hand in hand-Did one but know！

只因我疏忽大意，它悄然流逝不留痕迹，

只因我茫然无知，不曾注意亦未能预测，

只因我不以为然，未曾看到小树

过去了一个又一个5月，花儿都没绽放。

多期望我能记住它，

那时光中的1日！我却放纵它

如融雪般全然消逝；

它目前看上去无足轻重，其实当时意味深长；

多期望我能重温那感觉，

首次牵手的感觉可我那时不懂啊！