“是个甚么？”
我不晓得该如何答复。那会儿我正忙着要从发动机上卸下一颗拧得太紧的螺丝。我发明机器毛病仿佛很严峻，饮水也快完了，担忧能够产生最坏的环境，内心很焦急。
“它碰到甚么吃甚么。”
The night had fallen. I had let my tools drop from my hands. Of what moment now was my hammer, my bolt, or thirst, or death On one star, one planet, my planet, the Earth, there was a little prince to be comforted. I took him in my arms, and rocked him. I said to him:"The flower that you love is not in danger. I will draw you a muzzle for your sheep. I will draw you a railing to put around your flower. I will―"I did not know what to say to him. I felt awkward and blundering. I did not know how I could reach him, where I could overtake him and go on hand in hand with him once more.
Chapter 7
泪水的天下是多么奥秘啊！
"And you actually believe that the flowers--""Oh, no!" I cried. "No, no no! I don’t believe anything. I answered you with the first thing that came into my head. Don’t you see― I am very busy with matters of consequence!"He stared at me, thunderstruck.