世界对着它的爱人，把它浩翰的面具揭下了。 它变小了，小如一首歌，小如一回永恒的接吻。 The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.
在这个黄昏的朦胧里， 好些东西看来都仿佛是幻象一般－－尖塔
的底层在黑暗里消失了， 树顶象是墨水的模糊的斑点似的。 我将等待着黎明， 而
当我醒来的时候， 就会看到在光明里的您的城市。 Things look phantastic in this dimness of the dusk ---the spires whose
bases are lost in the dark and tree tops like blots of ink. I shall wait
for the morning and wake up to see thy city in the light.
恩恩，正啃着呢
都是插楼惹的祸
谢谢小落叶占首页呀
