爱情=生大病

上个世纪,爱情在六十年代是一个很长很大的病
爱一个人可能是廿年三十年的事;
这个世纪,周围人们的爱情犹如小感冒小伤风

再过四天
不知不觉
原来我已经病了三年

WE DREAMT that we were strangers.

WE WAKE UP to find that

WE WERE DEAR to each other.

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My heart beats her WAVES at the shore of the world
and writes upon it her SIGNATURE in tears with the words,
“I LOVE YOU”

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