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艾青《我爱这土地》
I would chant with my husky voice:
The Land stricken by the tempest,
The river surging our sorrow and rage,
The wind blowing wrathfully and unceasingly,
And the tender dawn gratefully from the woods…
With my feathers even rotten in the soil.
Why am I always in my eyes brimming tears?
Because I love the Land so dearly…