高一英語(yǔ)課外閱讀：The nightingale and the rose 12

 　　And a delicate flush of pink came into the leaves of the rose, like the flush in the face of the bridegroom when he kisses the lips of the bride.But the thorn had not yet reached her heart, so the rose's heart remained white, for only a Nightingale's heart's-blood can crimson the heart of a rose.

　　And the Tree cried to the Nightingale to press closer against the thorn."Press closer, little Nightingale," cried the Tree, "or the Day will come before the rose is finished."

　　So the Nightingale pressed closer against the thorn, and the thorn touched her heart, and a fierce pang of pain shot through her. Bitter, bitter was the pain, and wilder and wilder grew her song, for she sang of the Love that is perfected by Death, of the Love that dies not in the tomb.

　　(責(zé)任編輯：張新革)

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