I wake; indistinguishable as a white day in winter shards, as white frost kneeling, before I rise, scattering black birds. 如同白霜跪着，在我起身前，驱散黑色的鸟群。 皎洁的月亮依然留在她洁白的角落， 当我化作一道道门廊，缓缓开启各家白色的呼吸 ...