"Where do you come from" the old gentleman said to him.
"What is that big book" said the little prince. "What are you doing""I am a geographer," the old gentleman said to him.
小王子在桌旁坐下，有点气喘吁吁。他此次观光有点久。
"Exactly," the geographer said. "But I am not an explorer. I haven’t a single explorer on my planet. It is not the geographer who goes out to count the towns, the rivers, the mountains, the seas, the oceans, and the deserts. The geographer is much too important to go loafing about. He does not leave his desk. But he receives the explorers in his study. He asks them questions, and he notes down what they recall of their travels. And if the recollections of any one among them seem interesting to him, the geographer orders an inquiry into that explorer’s moral character.""Why is that"
"I have also a flower."
“这太风趣了。”小王子说，“最后在这里终究遇见一小我有真正的专业啦。”他瞥了一眼这位地理学家星球的四周。他还向来没有见过一颗如此宏伟的行星。
"Why is that The flower is the most beautiful thing on my planet!""We do not record them," said the geographer, "because they are ephemeral.""What does that mean― ‘ephemeral'""Geographies," said the geographer, "are the books which, of all books, are most concerned with matters of consequence. They never become old-fashioned. It is very rarely that a mountain changes its position. It is very rarely that an ocean empties itself of its waters. We write of eternal things.""But extinct volcanoes may come to life again," the little prince interrupted. "What does that mean― ‘ephemeral'""Whether volcanoes are extinct or alive, it comes to the same thing for us," said the geographer. "The thing that matters to us is the mountain. It does not change.""But what does that mean― ‘ephemeral'" repeated the little prince, who never in his life had let go of a question, once he had asked it.