Stray Birds 269
The night’s flower was late when the morning kissed her, she shivered and sighed and dropped to the ground.
— Rabindranath Tagore
当清晨亲吻她，夜晚(开)的花已近迟暮 她微微轻颤 一声叹息，飘落到了地面 - Don't Panic!
评：迟到的爱，淡淡的忧伤…
The night’s flower was late when the morning kissed her, she shivered and sighed and dropped to the ground.
— Rabindranath Tagore
当清晨亲吻她，夜晚(开)的花已近迟暮 她微微轻颤 一声叹息，飘落到了地面 - Don't Panic!
评：迟到的爱，淡淡的忧伤…