明日香
你是我见过的最漂亮、最骄傲的那只白鸟。
Where Time would surely forget us, and Sorrow come near us no more: Soon far from the rose and the lily, the fret of the flames, would we be,

Were we only white birds, my beloved, buoyed out on the foam of the sea.

半夜潦草画了一点。