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WHERE do you hurry with your basket this late evening when the marketing is over?

They all have come home with their burdens; the moon peeps from above the village trees.

The echoes of the voices calling for the ferry run across the dark water to the distant swamp where wild ducks sleep.

Where do you hurry with your basket when the marketing is over?

Sleep has laid her fingers upon the eyes of the earth.

The nests of the crows have become silent, and the murmurs of the bamboo leaves are silent.

The labourers home from their fields spread their mats in the courtyards.

Where do you hurry with your basket when the marketing is over?

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市集已过，你在夜晚急急地提着篮子要到哪里去呢？

他们都挑着担子回家去了；月亮从村树隙中下窥。

唤船的回声从深黑的水上传到远处野鸭睡眠的泽沼。

在市集已过的时候，你提着篮子急忙地要到哪里去呢？

睡眠把她的手指按在大地的双眼上。

鸦巢已静，竹叶的微语也已沉默。

劳动的人们从田间归来，把席子展铺在院子里。

在市集已过的时候，你提着篮子急忙地要到哪里去呢？