本帖最后由 cleandj270 于 2012-4-15 11:51 编辑
我害怕,我会永远是那孤独的根号三
三,本身是个多么美妙的数字.
我的这个三,为何躲在那难看的根号下.
我多么希望自己是一个九.
因为九只要一点点小小的运算.
便可摆脱这残酷的厄运.
我知道自己很难在看到自己的太阳.
就像这无休无止的1.7321
我不愿我的人生如此可悲.
直到那一天,
我看到了另一个根号三.
如此美丽无瑕,翩翩舞动而来.
我们彼此相乘,得到那梦寐以求的数字.
就像整数一样**.
我们摆脱命运的枷锁,
轻轻舞动爱情的魔杖.
我们的平方根,已经解开.
我的爱,重获新生!
我无法保证能给你童话般的世界.
也无法保证能在一夜之间长大,
但是我保证:
你可以像公主一样永远生活在自由,幸福之中
A three is all that\'s good and right
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath a vicious square-root sign?
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick
With just some quick arithmetic
I know I\'ll never see the sun
As one point seven three two one
Such is my reality
A sad irrationality
When, hark, just what is this I see?
Another square root of a three
Has quietly come waltzing by
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
And with a wave of magic wands
Our square-root signs become unglued
And love for me has been renewed
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