我曾经尝试俯身亲吻一朵花而不被它的花粉沾染,这很困难。当我的唇贴紧它的花瓣,接触到它的身体时,也把自己沾染了。我曾经在图书馆自然科学与社会科学交接的楼层看到名为《金秋》的油画,它不被关注,但是被阅读,因为它将自己的精神和意志与整个墙面融为一体。没有麦浪,没有果实,在朴素的浅棕色上方点缀着与绀青混合的紫——那是芦苇顶端绽放的花。实际上细小 It was difficult for me to try to lean over and kiss a flower without being contaminated with its pollen. When my lips cling to its petals, touching her body, she also contaminated himself. I once saw a painting entitled “Golden Autumn” on the floor of the library that links the natural sciences with the social sciences. It was not paid attention but was read because it blends its own spirit and will with the whole wall. There is no wheat waves, no fruit, in the simple light brown dotted with cyanosis mixed purple - that is blooming at the top of the reed. Actually small