nger’s grave.

太陽昇起了，這朵花綻放得比以往任何時候都更加美麗。

the sun rose, and the flower bloomed more 美麗 than ever.

天氣很熱，而她仍然在自己溫暖的亞洲。

the day was hot, and she was still in her own warm Asia.

接著，腳步聲傳來，像玫瑰在夢中見過的那些陌生人走了過來，其中有一位來自北方的詩人；他摘下了這朵玫瑰，在她鮮嫩的花蕊上親了一下，然後帶著她去了雲朵和北極光的故鄉。

then footsteps approached, strangers, such as the rose had seen in her dream, came by, and among them was a poet from the north; he plucked the rose, pressed a kiss upon her fresh mouth, and carried her away to the home of the clouds and the northern lights.

現在，這朵花就像木乃伊一樣，安放在他的《伊利亞特》裡，而且，就像在她的夢裡一樣，當他翻開書時，她聽到他說道：“這裡有一朵來自荷馬墓上的玫瑰。”

Like a mummy, the flower now rests in his “Iliad,” and, as in her dream, she hears him say, as he opens the book, “here is a rose from the grave of homer.”