這首詩老讓我想到一個同學。 這個數學系的某同學說I thought you were talking about CummingS. 我說,Am I not talking about him? 他說,but you said Cumming, and I thought you were a number person. 我想他現在可能也忘了吧!這是他喜歡的一首,後來我也喜歡.
love is more thicker than forget more thinner than recall more seldom than a wave is wet more frequent than to fail
it is most mad and moonly and less it shall unbe than all the sea which only is deeper than the sea
love is less always than to win less never than alive less bigger than the least begin less littler than forgive
it is most sane and sunly and more it cannot die than all the sky which only is higher than the sky