介绍:
It went many years,
But at last came a knock,
And I thought of the door
With no lock to lock.
I blew out the light,
I tip-toed the floor,
And raised both hands
In prayer to the door.
But the knock came again.
My window was wide;
I climbed on the sill
And descended outside.
Back over the sill
I bade a “Come in”
To whoever the knock
At the door may have been.
So at a knock
I emptied my cage
To hide in the world
And alter with age.
不锁之门
过了许多年时光，
忽听得敲门声响，
我想起门没有锁，
我怎能将它锁上。
我旋即吹灭了灯，
轻轻走在地板上，
又悄悄举起双手，
对着门祷告思量。
敲门声又响起来！
我看见窗户洞开，
于是偷偷爬上去，
一闪身跳到窗外。
我转身探进脑袋，
喊了一声：进来！
管它敲门的是谁，
有什么可以奇怪。
就这样一声门响，
我居然跳了出来，
投身不锁的世界，
随岁月漂流在外。
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