 摘了院子里当季的花，做成一束花。 放了小宝的玩具在旁边，想起一首诗： 英国诗人西格里夫·萨松 In me, past, present, future meet， To hold long chiding conference. My lusts usurp the present tense And strangle Reason in his seat. My loves leap through the future's fence To dance with dream-enfranchised feet. In me the cave-man clasps the seer, And garlanded Apollo goes Chanting to Abraham's deaf ear. In me the tiger sniffs the rose. Look in my heart, kind friends, and tremble, Since there your elements assemble. 于我，过去、现在和未来 商讨聚会各执一词 纷扰不息。 林林总总的欲望，掠取着我的现在 把“理性”扼杀于它的宝座 我的爱越过未来的藩篱 梦想解放出它们的双脚，舞蹈不停。 于我，穴居人攫取了先知 佩戴花环的阿波罗神 向亚伯拉罕的聋耳唱叹歌吟。 心有猛虎，细嗅蔷薇。 审视我的内心吧，亲爱的朋友，你应颤栗 因为那才是你本来的面目。 |
