灰鷺無聲的沉思 一如當年

the night heron is pondering deeply just like the one I saw years back: "I am the luckiest one on earth I have ever known, having seriously burned in the summer and left with the amber in the fall."
灰鷺無聲的沉思 一如當年:
我是我認識的最幸運的那一個, 因為我嚴肅的安靜的在夏日燃燒過 而盈握餘燼於深秋.

I was rushing home from a late night party.
It was chilly out and there was no moon.
now that the sadness of losing the moon is drained out from my system, I can see more clearly of the light, the shadow and the blur.