“April is the cruelest month, breeding; Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing; Memory and desire, stirring; Dull roots with spring rain.”
— T.S. Eliot, British Poet
四月是最殘酷的月份,繁衍著;紫丁香走出死地,混雜著;記憶與欲望,鼓動著;晦暗的根與春天的雨。
— T.S 艾略特(英國詩人)
“April is the cruelest month, breeding; Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing; Memory and desire, stirring; Dull roots with spring rain.”
— T.S. Eliot, British Poet
四月是最殘酷的月份,繁衍著;紫丁香走出死地,混雜著;記憶與欲望,鼓動著;晦暗的根與春天的雨。
— T.S 艾略特(英國詩人)