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一位男子正沿路步行前往大马士革。他一边走,一边回忆着他失去了的爱,心灵沉浸在悲痛之中。“那些懂得爱的人真是可怜,”他想道,“他们带着害怕失去爱人的恐惧,永远都不会开心。”就在此时,他听到一只夜莺在唱歌。“你为什么要这样做呢?”男子问夜莺,“我的爱人很喜欢你的歌,但她现在已不在我身边了,难道你没有看见吗?”“我唱歌是因为我开心。”夜莺答。“你就没有失去过爱人吗?”男子固执地问。“失去过很多次,”夜莺答,“但我的爱依然不变。”听了这话,男子感到
A man is walking along the road to Damascus. As he walked, he recalled his lost love, his heart immersed in grief. “Those who know love are really poor, ” he thought, “They will never be happy with the fear of losing their lover. ” At this moment, he heard a nightingale singing. “Why did you do this?” “The man asked Nightingale,” “My lover loves your song very much, but she is not with me right now. Do not you see?” “I sing because I Happy. ”Nightingale answer. “Have you ever lost your lover?” Asked the man stubbornly. “Lost too many times,” “Nightingale replied,” but my love is still the same. “” After hearing this, the man felt