昨日霜降於心
已涼未冷
苦楝秋光搖曳
稻浪金黃
風裡獨行自由
都為時間淡然遠去
思想起
年華猶盼
—— 早晨讀新聞，原來昨日霜降。
Frost's Descent
Yesterday, frost descended upon the heart
Cool already, not yet cold
The chinaberry stirs the autumn light
Golden waves of rice
Walking alone in the wind, free
All quietly receding into time
A thought arises
The years still hold their promise
— Reading the news this morning, I learned that yesterday was Frost's Descent.
