The Exchange

And behold, a miracle: The two men had now exchanged their possessions.

And they parted. But strange ｒｅaｄ.９９csｗ•cｏmto relate, the Poet looked and found naught in his hand but dry moving sand; and the Stupid closread.99csw.comed his eyes and felt naught but moving cloud in his heart.

Once upon a crossroad a poor Poet met a rich Stu九-九-藏-書pid, and they conversed. And all that they said revealed but their discontent.

Then the Angel of the Road passed by, a九九藏書nd he laid his hand upon the shoulder of the two men.

於是他們分手了。然而，說也奇怪，詩人左瞧右瞧，但見他手裡只有活動的乾巴巴的砂子；蠢人閉上了眼睛，但覺得他心裏只有活動的雲彩。

從前，一個窮九九藏書苦的詩人在十字路口遇見了一個富裕的蠢人，他們互相對話。他們所說的一切，只不過是宣洩他們心裏的不滿。

這時，專司馬路的天使經過十字路口，他用手按在這兩個人的肩膀上，你瞧，奇迹出現了：這兩個人如今交換了他們所擁有的東西。