读到勃朗宁夫人的一句诗，

“...But I look on thee -- on thee --

Beholding, besides love, the end of love,

Hearing oblivion beyond memory;

As one who sits and gazes from above,

Over the rivers to the bitter sea.”

我凝望着你，望着你。看到爱，也瞥见爱到尽头。耳畔，回忆湮灭。就像独坐高处，目送河流奔向苦海。