躲开相思， 披上裘儿 走出灯明人静的屋子。 小径里明月相窥， 枯枝——— 在雪地上 又纵横的写遍了相思。 1925年12月12日 Thoughts of Love To flee from thoughts of love, I threw on a fur-lined gown, And walked from the bright, bleak room. The moon came peeping down the garden path. The withered branches, Criss-cross on the snowy ground, Scribbled thoughts of love. 12 December 1925 |
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