"He is weeping for a red rose," said the Nightingale.
“他正在为一朵红玫瑰哭泣。”夜莺说。
And in the morning he rose up, and plucked some bitter berries from the trees and ate them, and took his way through the great wood, weeping sorely.
第二天早上他醒过来，从树上摘了一些苦味的小浆果吃了，然后继续在大森林里一边走着一边痛苦的哭泣。
And in the morning he rose up, and plucked some bitter berries from the trees and ate them, and took his way through the great wood, weeping sorely.
第二天早上他醒过来，从树上摘了一些苦味的小浆果吃了，然后继续在大森林里一边走着一边痛苦的哭泣。
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