错误
郑愁予
我打江南走过
那等在季节里的容颜如莲花的开落
东风不来,三月的柳絮不飞
你的心如小小的寂寞的城
恰若青石的街道向晚
跫音不响,三月的窗扉紧掩
我达达的马蹄是美丽的错误
我不是归人,是个过客
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Tufts of Dark Hair Attached to Indeterminate Bodies
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Daniela Lima
translated by Leah Leone
Diary of Vienna
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