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3、* The * Fallen * Angel *

　　* The * Fallen * Angel * [喜欢欣赏英文小短篇的朋友进来看看]

　　In a dark night, under hazy moonlight
　　With a pair of wings I had
　　Left my bed, and up to heaven I soared.

　　In the celestial city, I saw vaguely.
　　A sinner angel knelt before God, waiting for a punishment.
　　Wings were taken from his shoulders, and a big sack was put on his back.
　　Fallen from heaven, he heard \" catch the sun, and you shall be forgiven\".

　　When the first sunbeam brought the dawn
　　Into the world, a baby was born
　　He was the angel whose wings were lost
　　But a big sack he carried.

　　When sun rose from the east,
　　To walk was the first thing he learnt
　　Toward the sun, he started his journey alone.

　　With joyful song, birds whistled in trees.
　　With fragrance, wind breezed through flowers.
　　Yet, without watching, without listening
　　He focused his eyes on the ground, searching.
　　He picked up things on the road. He put things in his sack
　　He kept searching, he kept collecting, he nearly forgot the sun he should be chasing.

　　From morning to noon, with vigor and strength he had fully grown.
　　With resemblance of the shining sun
　　With a great power that can\'t be pressed down.

　　He was walking and walking,
　　While toward the west, the sun was heading.
　　His collection became greater and greater, his sack felt heavier and heavier
　　Yet, his body grew weaker and weaker

　　In the afternoon, burdens on his back made him gibbous
　　In the afternoon, wrinkles were carved on his face.
　　With the sack, he carried on.
　　Being left behind, he staggered along.

　　Finally dusk came, the setting sun predicted his doom.
　　Suddenly he realized, and cast his collection to the ground.
　　With a lighter sack, he dashed to the sun.
　　Too late, the feeble body left no strength for him to run.

　　Too late, the darkness devoured the last sunlight.
　　He, with regretting eyes slowly closed, fell to the ground.
　　In his sack, on the field, were temptations of fame, achievement and money.
　　Smelling human flesh, ants, under the darkness, came to feed on his body.

　　Suddenly, a pair of white wings dropped from the sky.
　　One covered the sack, and one the hollowed eye.
　　With an echo in the silent night, from the heaven afar, heard a deep sigh

　　Just then, from my dream I woke.
　　Looking around, surprisingly I found.
　　With a big sack on the back,
　　Everyone is collecting things from the ground.