The eagle鹰
He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands，
Ringed with the azure world， he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls，
And like a thunderbolt he falls.
弯弯利爪抱石岩；
兀立孤地负蓝天，
太阳已不远。（剩余137字）