火花心臓。

Here I love you.
In the dark pines the wind disentangles itself.
The moon glows like phosphorous on the vagrant waters.
Days, all one kind, go chasing each other.
  
The snow unfurls in dancing figures.
A silver gull slips down from the west.
Sometimes a sail. High, high stars.
  
Oh the black cross of a ship.
Alone.
Sometimes I get up early and even my soul is wet.
Far away the sea sounds and resounds.
This is a port.
Here I love you.

其实该王国维的意见说,词多有我之境,诗多无我之境。有我之境容易代入,跟着迎风流泪对月伤心,便不自觉地倍感亲切。其实呢,这春水不为你一个人涌,春林不为你一个人盛,春风不为你一个人跑圈,伊人也不一定只给你一个人幻梦。感情丰富的人呐,不免心猿意马,红尘万般都多情,花开花败皆叹吟,心思都牵在一个“动”字上,静不下来,容易把自己累着。


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