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EntranceWilliam Greenway It's one of those days you wait for all summer as if all your life. Cool air has come blowing all day, flickering（闪烁） tired green leaves. You're so happy you could cry, and do, don't even care if the drugstore's out of pills because your brother's found work, a building crew, wood butchers who could use some part-time help, like his smile, and care less if he never drives a nail. So to the park, where, remember, wind is springwater（泉水）, quenching（淬火，抑制） the skin, blowing like a fall you walk around in with the one you loved most, though everybody ever is there, walking your way. And the question is, do you love them all, equally? Sorry. Begin again. It's one of those days you wait for all summer as if all your life. |
