She had supposed the stars were just the light Peircing through the seams of night-sky. "The dark night is never unpenatrable." Whereas when all the stars perished with sublimity, She started to light cigarettes above the ceiling. With the ephemeral cigarette ends, she painted The violent glittering rain in her memories. (Still she remembered its stinning and buring touch; The wounds bloomed and soon withered into scars. ) The cigarettes hung between the fingers spewed out vaporous oceans. Those throat-scorching, uninhaled sorrows Glide as tropical currents roaming into the fuming air. She buried herself deep into thick dark night, turning into The ghost ship in abyssal water. Stiff and unpenatrable, She pressed herself as an anchor with utter darness. Sometimes she emerged in the crowds; walked normally As the sunshine sprayed its splendours. The bass hum of the simmering sound soared to the surface Secretly, from deep under, in the blazing rain. -- 第一次写英诗　多多指教 ^ ^' --

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