那榆荫下的一潭,
不是清泉,
是天上虹;
揉碎在浮藻间,
沉淀着彩虹似的梦。
That pool under the shade of elm trees,
Holds not water
but the rainbow from the sky;
Shattered to pieces among the duck weeds,
Is the sediment of a rainbow-like dream?
那榆荫下的一潭,
不是清泉,
是天上虹;
揉碎在浮藻间,
沉淀着彩虹似的梦。
That pool under the shade of elm trees,
Holds not water
but the rainbow from the sky;
Shattered to pieces among the duck weeds,
Is the sediment of a rainbow-like dream?