王梵志·《无题诗八首·其四》英译

城外土馒头，馅草在城裹。 

一人吃一个，莫嫌没滋味。

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Eight Untitled Poems

Wang Fan-chih

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On the outskirts, dumplings of mud;

Stuffed with what’s still in town,

One for each of us to eat:

Don’t say it has no taste.