红雀在窗外
叼几下鸟食
消失在杨树里
膝盖上的书
没翻篇
有一阵风吹来往事
Beyond the glass, a cardinal Nabs a few grains of seed
Before disappearing among the poplar trees.
The book resting on my knees
Remains on the same page,
As a sudden breeze stirs old memories.