你的微笑是你自己田园里的花，你的谈吐是你自己山上的松林的沙沙声；但是你的心呀，却是那个女人，那个我们全都认识的女人。

Your smile was the flowers of your own fields，your talk was the rustle of your own mountain pines，but your heart was the woman that we all know.