Would you shake your finger at me and say， “What an ungrateful wretch of a bird！ It is gnawing at its chain day and night”？
Then， go， mother， go！ I will run away into the woods， I will never let you take me in your arms again.
同 情
假如我只是一只小狗，而不是您的小孩，亲爱的妈妈，当我想吃您盘里的东西时，您会对我说“不”吗？
您是不是会把我赶走，对我说“滚开，你这不听话的小狗”？
那么走吧，妈妈，走吧！当您呼唤我时，我再也不到您那里去了，也永远不再要您喂我东西吃了。
如果我只是一只绿色的小鹦鹉，而不是您的小孩，亲爱的妈妈，您会把我紧紧地锁住，怕我飞走吗？
您是不是会对我指指点点地说“真是一个不领情的贱鸟呀！只知道整日整夜地啄它的链子”？
那么走吧，妈妈，走吧！我要到树林里去，我决不再让您抱我入怀了。
Vocation
When the gong sounds ten in the morning and I walk to school by our lane.
Every day I meet the hawker crying， “Bangles， crystal bangles！”
There is nothing to hurry him on， there is no road he must take， no place he must go to， no time when he must come home.
I wish I were a hawker， spending my day in the road， crying， “Bangles， crystal bangles！”
When at four in the afternoon I come back from the school.
I can see through the gate of that house the gardener digging the ground.
He does what he likes with his spade， he soils his clothes with dust， nobody takes him to task if he gets baked in the sun or gets wet.
职 业
清晨的钟敲了十下，我沿着我们的小巷走到了学校。
我每天都会遇见那个小贩，他叫着：“手镯，亮晶晶的手镯！”
他没有什么急事要做，没有哪条街道非去不可，也没有什么时间非要回家。