一阵肆虐的狂风从遥远的树林里刮来两颗种子，随意将它们分撒在田野里。雨水将它们润湿，泥土将它们埋藏，阳光给它们温暖。于是，它们在田地里长成了两棵树。
A blustering wind brought about two seeds from faraway forest, scattering them in the field. Rainwater wetted them, earth buried them, and sunshine warmed them. Upon that, they grew up into two trees.
最初，它们十分矮小，然而无心的时间把它们高高地拉离地面。它们便能眺望得比从前远多了。
Initially, they were very low. But time without heart pulled them high so that they can look farther than ever.
它们也能彼此看见了。
They can see each other.
田野十分辽阔，直到那葱绿的平原的尽头，也看不到任何其他的树木，只有这两株远远分隔着的树，形影相依地伫立在田野中间。它们的枝丫纵横交错，仿佛是些用来丈量这旷野的奇怪的标尺。
The field is very far-flung and in sight until the end of verdant plains. There are no others trees in sight except for the two trees distant from each other standing in the middle of the field. Their branches intertwine and seem to be a strange ruler of measuring the field.
它们遥遥相望，彼此思念，彼此倾慕。然而，当春天来临，生命的力量给它们温暖，充盈的液汁在它们体内流动起来时，它们心中也勾起了对那永有的、同时也是永远离开了的母林的思念。
They look and adore each other in the distance. But when the spring is coming, the strength of life gives them warmth, abundant sap flowing through their body, which reminds them of the everlasting forest where they never come back.
它们会心地摇动着树枝，相互默默地打着手势。当一只小鸟像一种心念从这棵树飞到那棵树的时候，它们就高兴得战栗了起来。
They shake their branches tacitly as gesture to each other silently. When a little bird like the mind flies from a tree to another tree, they are so happy that they quiver.
狂风暴雨来临时，它们惶恐地东摇西摆，折断了树枝，呜呜地呻吟叫喊，仿佛想挣脱地面，双方飞奔到一起，紧靠支撑，并在相互拥抱中获得解救。
When a fierce storm is coming, they wave in fear and trembling so that their branches snap, groaning and crying. They seem to want to free themselves from the land, running to each other and supporting closely, to save themselves from their hug.
夜晚到来，它们消失在黑暗中，重又被分隔开来。它们痛苦得如同病魔缠身，它们祈求地仰望天空，期望快快给它们送来白日的光辉，以求再能彼此相见。
When the night comes, they disappear into the dark and separate again. Their misery is like haunting serious illness. They look up to the sky pleadingly, expecting the God to bring them brilliant sunshine so that they can see each other again.
如果猎人和干活的人坐在它们中一个的影子下休息，另一个就忧伤地喃喃低语，沉痛地诉说孤独的生活多么苦恼，离开亲人的日子过得多么缓慢、沉重、没有意义；它们的理想因得不到理解而消失；它们的希望因不能实现而破灭；找不到慰藉的爱情多么强烈，没有亲情的处境多么难以忍受。
If the hunter and farmer sit down to rest in the shade of one of them, another would mutter mirthlessly, pouring bitterly how afflictive the lonely life is and how slow, heavy, unmeaning the life without relatives is. Their dream vanishes due to the lack of understanding. Their hope comes to end because of failure. The love without solace is very miserable; the plight without family love is insufferable.
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