Door
At the bottom of an infinite lake
you find a narrow wooden door
and a sturgeon you wake.
You sing him a folklore
that has survived time and forsake.
He hears in your desire a world to explore,
away from the filthy and the fake.
He leads you fin through the flimsy door,
till you see a blue shore.
门 曾写过英文纪念一位女潜水员
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以后要立个轩规:自己写的英文诗必须要附中文译诗~~~
-雪晶-
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12/20/2020 postreply
12:55:22
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我没看到,没看到
-何仙姑-
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12/20/2020 postreply
19:59:55
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對你
-雪晶-
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12/20/2020 postreply
21:51:49
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看到了看到了
-何仙姑-
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12/21/2020 postreply
06:12:00
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最後一句是把天空比作海岸?很漂亮的視覺。
-中间小谢-
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12/20/2020 postreply
17:01:34