他累了，他坐下来。我在他身边坐下。沉默了一会儿，他又说道：“星星是很美的，因为有一朵人们看不到的花……”
“使戈壁变得斑斓的，就是在某个角落里，藏着一口井……”
"Ah," I said to the little prince, "these memories of yours are very charming; but I have not yet succeeded in repairing my plane; I have nothing more to drink; and I, too, should be very happy if I could walk at my leisure toward a spring of fresh water!""My friend the fox―" the little prince said to me.
"What makes the desert beautiful," said the little prince, "is that somewhere it hides a well..."I was astonished by a sudden understanding of that mysterious radiation of the sands. When I was a little boy I lived in an old house, and legend told us that a treasure was buried there. To be sure, no one had ever known how to find it; perhaps no one had ever even looked for it. But it cast an enchantment over that house. My home was hiding a secret in the depths of its heart...
看到他稍稍伸开嘴唇暴露一丝浅笑，我在内心说：“在这个熟睡了的小王子身上，打动我的，是他对他那朵花的虔诚，是在贰心中闪动的那朵玫瑰花的形象。这朵玫瑰花，即便在小王子睡着了的时候，也像一盏灯的火焰一样在他身上闪烁着光辉……”这时，我就感遭到他更加脆弱。我感觉我需求去庇护他，哪怕他是一点风便能够吹灭的火焰……就如许走着，我在拂晓时发明了水井。
我答复道：“是的。”然后我就不再多说甚么，只是冷静地看着月光下戈壁的起伏的波浪。
“他毫不成能认识到如许的伤害。”我本身考虑着，“他不晓得饥渴。只要有点阳光，他就满足了……”
“戈壁真标致。”小王子又说道。