冰割般的風， 吹散了輪廓， 樹影婆娑流動， 虛實已難分辨。
A wind sharp as ice
scatters every contour.
Shadows of trees sway and drift—
the real and the unreal
no longer easy to tell apart.
D343 光影無定
冰割般的風， 吹散了輪廓， 樹影婆娑流動， 虛實已難分辨。
A wind sharp as ice
scatters every contour.
Shadows of trees sway and drift—
the real and the unreal
no longer easy to tell apart.