When you are old and gray and full of sleep And nodding by the fire,take down this book, And slowly read,and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once,and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true; But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face; And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur,a little sadly,how love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead, And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

我的爱情像是在街边小摊那里买的劣质烟火
我小心翼翼的护于怀里
点燃它的那一刻我的心也跟随着怦怦跳
我想它会是怎样美丽的绽放呢
却突然火苗从下端落到了我的手里紧接着是一个个的火苗
它们烧疼了我的手然后没了声音
我看着已经红肿的手再看看地下遗留的壳
哦
原来我的爱情从未绽放过

当你年老岁月将近白发苍苍 ，
困倦的坐在炉边取下这本书，
沉思漫想，陷入往事的回忆，
你一度当年的柔情与美彩缤纷，
多少人爱你昙花一现的身影，
爱你的容貌于虚情假意之中，
只有一人爱你如朝拜的神圣，
爱你不因岁月无情至始所终。
在炉罩边你低眉弯腰，
忧戚沉思，喃喃而语，
爱是如何飞上高山之顶，
隐藏于众星罗布之间，面庞难寻！
——《当你老了》

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