你貼了一張藍色小花的照片，說是行山的手信。
電腦對話中你提到了「thee」，配上這可愛花兒，想起莎翁的十四行詩。
第一次遇上這首詩是在初中，後來高中 morning reading session 的時候又再重讀。
我討厭 morning reading，是因為時間太短，不可能好好讀完一本書。不能一氣呵成讀書，太不痛快了，永遠要重看之前的章節，永遠讀不完，晨讀得有點像例行公事，沒有意思。後來學乖了，讀短篇讀詩，倒是相安無事。
今天就躲個懶，貼一下十四行詩第十八首，呼應這個連日雨後得來不易的晴天吧。
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
阿綠
