

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, 玫瑰花,当它凋落之际, Are heaped for the beloved’s bed; 落红为其所爱铺设锦床; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, 恋你如斯,在你远去之时, Love itself shall slumber on. 爱情枕着思念渐入梦乡。
——雪莱 《致一一》+展开更多标签
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- Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, 玫瑰花,当它凋落之际, Are heaped for the beloved’s bed; 落红为其所爱铺设锦床; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, 恋你如斯,在你远去之时, Love itself shall slumber on. 爱情枕着思念渐入梦乡。
- ——雪莱 《致一一》