眾人熟睡於水底…
睫毛沾濕了光
綠藻的髮
鋪成一個軟綿綿的缺口：
我是要陷下去的
我是要躺進玫瑰葉瓣中
漂過你的橋下
聽你嘆息的
浮於水面，碰上磚牆
以為自己
即將粉碎
似多淚的清晨，一首詩
撞了過來
我壯碩的屋宇，瞬間
倒成一片
華麗的廢墟
I once described this scenery in my poem :
one rose is floating on the water surface.
how i shocked, when i saw it in reality.
only in Venice,I feel the poem is vivid, not simply the silent words...
