诗人

    桌上放着一碗美酒，四位诗人围坐其旁。

    第一位诗人说：“似乎，我用我的第三只眼，看到美酒馥郁的香气弥漫在空中，如同一群鸟儿在迷人的林里翩然飞舞。”

    第二位诗人抬头吟道：“借助我的内耳，我聆听到那些晨雾般的鸟儿在歌唱。悠扬的歌声荡漾着我的心扉，犹如白玫瑰用花瓣留住采蜜的蜂儿。”

    第三位诗人轻闭双眸，舒展双臂，说：“我用我的手触摸它们，感触到它们的翅膀，就像一个睡美人在我指间轻柔地呼吸。”

    这时，第四位诗人起身端起酒碗，说：“噢，朋友们！我的视觉、听觉和触觉都太迟钝，既看不到美酒的香气，也听不到它的歌声，更感觉不到它的翅膀的微颤，我只知道这仅仅是碗美酒。现在看来，我应该把它喝下，好让我的感官能敏锐一些，以便能达到你们那高深的境界。”

    说罢，他便举碗齐唇，仰头把美酒喝个精光。

    另外的那三位诗人目瞪口呆，眼里流露出的仇恨不含丝毫诗意。

    poets

    four poets  around a borance of this  in space like a cloud of birds in an enchanted forest.”

    the second poet raised his head and said,“ing. and the melody holds my heart as the s, like the breath of a sleeping fairy, brushing against my fingers.”

    then the fourth poet rose and lifted up the boht and of hearing and of touch. i cannot see the fragrance of this , nor feel the beating of its s. i perceive but the hts.”

    and putting the bohast, and there was a thirsty yet unlyrical hatred in their eyes.</p>

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