蟬
The Cicada
許地山
Xu Dishan
急雨之後，蟬翼溼得不能再飛了。那可憐的小蟲在地面慢慢地爬，好容易爬到不老的松根上頭。松針穿不牢的雨珠從千丈高處脫下來，正滴在蟬翼上。蟬嘶了一聲，又從樹底露根摔到地上了。
A sudden burst of rain hit the cicada. Its wings soaked through, it was unable to fly. Inching its way with great exertion, it crawled onto the bared roots of an evergreen pine tree. A raindrop, previously anchored by a pine needle, could no longer hold onto it and fell right onto the wings of the cicada. The pitiable little insect, giving off a sizzling sound, rolled over onto the ground.
雨珠，你和它開玩笑麼？你看，螞蟻來了！野鳥也快要看見它了！
Little raindrop, are you making fun of such a paltry insect? Look, ants are coming this way! Wild birds too are soon to spot their prey!
（李運興 譯）