青春

　　席慕容

　　所有的結局都已寫好

　　所有的淚水也都已啟程

　　卻忽然忘了是怎么樣的一個開始

　　在那個古老的不再回來的夏日

　　無論我如何的去追索

　　年輕的你只如云影掠過

　　而你微笑的面容極淺極淡

　　逐漸隱沒在日落后的群嵐

　　遂翻開那發黃的扉頁

　　命運將它裝訂的極為拙劣

　　含著淚 我一讀再讀

　　卻不得不承認

　　青春 是一本太倉促的書

　　英譯文：

　　Each of the endings had been written

　　All the tears been already on the way

　　But how did it begin we’d forgotten

　　On that old unrepeatable summer’s day

　　No matter how I used to follow trace

　　Thee young, in the flashy floating cloudslost

　　A softest and faintest smile on thou face

　　Which day by day disappeared amidst

　　From hill to hill after the sun’s falling

　　Then the yellowish title page unfolded

　　Fortune made it with awfully binding

　　With tears again and again had I read

　　Being unwilling to admit the truth

　　All is rush written in the book of youth