Only the little lake of tears was not buried, for the driven sand stopped at the water's edge. The little lake was like a crescent moon reflecting the image of the dune. Countless years have passed since that day, but the lake has never dried up.
多少年過去了，湖水沒有乾，她把沙山緊緊摟在自己的懷抱裡，沙山呢？