许久储蓄在心里的诗料，今晨在理发店里又浮上了心来了。——
My long pent-up poetic emotion emerged again this morning at a
hairdresser's.
你年青的，年青的，远隔河山的姑娘哟，你的名姓我不曾知道，你恕我只能这样叫你了。
O young lady, you young lady of the distant land! Excuse me for addressing you as "young lady",
for your name is still unknown to me.
那回是春天的晚上吧？你替我剪了发，替我刮了面，替我盥洗了，又替我涂了香膏。
It was probably on a spring evening. You cut my hair, shaved my
face, gave me a
shampoo and applied some vanishing cream.
你最后替我分头的时候，我在镜中看见你替我拔去了一根白发。
Finally, in the mirror I saw you plucking out a white hair from
my head while parting my
hair.
啊，你年青的，年青的，远隔河山的姑娘哟，漂泊者自从那回离开你后又漂泊了三年，但是你的慧心替我把青春留住了。
O young lady, you young lady of the distant land, I have been
leading a
wandering life for another
three years since I saw you last, but
it is your feeling heart that has
been the cause of my sustained youth.
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