WHEN YOU ARE OLD
WHEN YOU ARE OLD AND
GREY AND FULL OF SEELP
AND NOODING BY THE FIRE,TAKE DOWN THIS BOOK
AND SLOWLY READ,AND DREAM KF THE SOFT LOOK
YOUR EYES HAD ONCE, AND OF THEIR SHADOWS DEEP;
HOW MANY LOVED YOUR MONMENTS OF GLAD GRACE,
AND LOVED YOUR BEAUTY WITH LOVE FALSE OR TRUE,
BUT ONE MAN LOVED THE PILGRIM SOUL IN YOU,
AND LOVED THE SORROWS OF YOUR CHANGING FACE;
AND BEDING DOWN BESIDE THE GLOWING BARS,
MURMUR,A LITTLE SADLY,HOW LOVE FIED
AND PACED UPON THE MOUNTAINS OVERHEAD
AND HID HIS FACE AMID A CROWD OF STARS。
当你老了(叶芝)
这两双手牵着,沐过春风杨柳,穿过秋风习习,走过夏日炎炎,,渡过雪花漫天,直到他们步入