Anyway, I tried to write a 《四块玉》today, which grounded on the dream I had last night about Lucy, as the follows:
纸未铺,
神犹怠。
宿梦依稀倩友来,
罗裙轻曼微香在。
石上苔,
窗外霭。
The mind on specific research might look monotonic, nevertheless, it is far fetched from boredom, especially when the conscious thought reaches the depth that ensures the crashes on the boundary of the metaphor world
2 comments:
wow!
like your dream, like your peom, like your picture looks so warm.
只是那罗裙不像我像你。
@Lucy: You are really in my dreams very often, Kai and my father too. Following the age, dreams are matching better and better to the thought in real life. Interesting.
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