It was with regret that I bade farewell to the hills, to the honest, simple people who live there, and to Chang, the schoolmaster, seeming to hear as I left a whispered refrain carried on the wind: "Millions of years on the yellow earth; bitterness and sorrow, yet no more tears to shed."
我滿懷惆悵告別大山，告別樸實的村民和張老師，隱隱中聽到狂風飛沙在嘆息：「黃土地上千百年，一把辛酸卻無淚。」