~sasaka的事件發生中心~

剛剛看了一下以前寫的文章,恍如隔世
伸出手,瞄了一眼標題,回想內容
突然熱淚盈眶

如果現在見到之前的我
或許可以搖搖頭,說:
"別傻了...."
除此之外還能說什麼呢?

"So the Nightingale pressed closer against the thorn,
and the thorn touched her heart, and a fierce pang
of pain shot through her. Bitter, bitter was the pain,
and wilder and wilder grew her song, for she sang of
the Love that is perfected by Death, of the Love that
dies not in the tomb."
"And the marvellous rose became crimson, like the rose
of the eastern sky. Crimson was the girdle of petals,
and crimson as a ruby was the heart."

Now? "...he threw the rose into the street, where it
fell into the gutter, and a cart-wheel went over it."