精華區beta poetry 關於我們 聯絡資訊
Necessary be it the road I took leading to the middle of nowhere. Kubla-Khan, all are real in your dream that appear; Kent, that pilgrimage to be folded Is the mirage that is uncovered. Inversely, intension continues from where Lycidas, his lights vapour; Of which there with sheded Vurtues engenders the flower in gules. Everyman who bears his mild yoke Yet never choose to take the untrodden path. Oft that leads Unleashed and dubious quake. Alas, as long as the sonne rises with truth! -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 87.194.42.127
EddyGuitar:I like the key word "mirage." 140.122.218.79 03/17 09:52