Saying Good-bye to Cambridge Again Very quietly I take my leave；As quietly as I came here;Quietly I wave good-bye；To the rosy clouds in the western sky. The golden willows by the riverside；Are young brides in the setting sun;Their reflections on the shimmering waves；Always linger in the depth of my heart. The floatingheart growing in the sludge；Sways leisurely under the water;In the gentle waves of Cambridge；I would be a water plant! That pool under the shade of elm trees；Holds not water but the rainbow from the sky; Shattered to pieces among the duckweeds；Is the sediment of a rainbow-like dream? To seek a dream? Just to pole a boat upstream；To where the green grass is more verdant;Or to have the boat fully loaded with starlight；And sing aloud in the splendour of starlight. But I cannot sing aloud；Quietness is my farewe music;Even summer insects help silence for me；Silent is Cambridge tonight! Very quietly I take my leave；As quietly as I came here; Gently I flick my sleeves；Not even a wisp of cloud will I bring away； 本文来源：https://www.wddqw.com/doc/d00530ba72fe910ef12d2af90242a8956becaaf7.html