幻影

“Yet seem’d it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play.”

-《Sonnet 98》by William Shakespeare

冬日退去
春天特意剪你成倩影
我拥你在太阳下面晾晒
提防着雨因妒而生恨
沾湿了你的妩媚轻灵

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