Wavelet on wavelet glimmers by the shores Cloud on cloud dimly appears in the sky Unsaddled now is my white-jadelike horse Drunk, asleep in the sweet grass I'll lie My horse's hoofs may break, I'm afraid The breeze-rippled brook paved by moonlight's white jade I tie my horse to a bought of green willow Near the bridge, then I pillow My head on arms and sleep till cuckoo's songs awake A spring daybreak -- 活了这麽多年﹐我竟然还是搞不懂爱情这东西。我是不是已经不适合去爱一个人﹐在尝试“执子之手”时﹐在学习“我心匪石”时﹐在经过“弱水三千”时﹐在感怀“冬雷震震”时﹐那个人在哪里呢。 ※ 来源:‧水木社区 http://newsmth.net‧[FROM: 204.152.239.217]