心情不好的時候
總是喜歡看
看了會讓我傻笑
雖然短暫的笑容
不能彌補我的心情
但至少
我的嘴角能揚起那
短暫的幾秒......
That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed whereon it must expire,
Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by.
This thou perceived, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long......