The wind carries the declaration of the never-dying sun to all the world. The highest peaks of the Himalayas; the endless waters of the Pacific; small, old, gloomy villages; cities frozen by silver lights upon each and every one, the setting sun scatters its blood-red flames!

两点三点白鸥划破了渐变为褚色的天空。

The sky, deepening to ochre, is broken by two or three seagulls.

风带着夕阳的宣言去了。

The wind that carried the declaration of the dying sun has gone.

像忽然融化了似的；海的无数跳跃着的金眼睛摊平为暗绿的大面孔。

As if suddenly melting, the countless leaping golden eyes smooth themselves down into a great, dull, green face.

远近有悲壮的笳声。

From near, then far, corms the solemn, trade sound of a flute.

夜的黑幕沉重地将落未落。

Night's black curtain will be heavily lowered, but has not yet completely fallen.

不知到什么地方去过一次的风，忽然又回来了。这回是打着鼓似的：勃仑仑，勃仑仑!不，不单是风，有雷！风挟着雷声!

The wind, having gone no-one-knows-where, suddenly returns, returns as a beating drum: Boom-lum-lum, Boom- lum-lum! Ho, not the wind alone, but thunder? The wind carries the voice of thunder!

海又动荡，波浪跳起来，轰!轰!

The sea roils again, waves surging high, crash! Crash!

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