安得促席，说彼平生。

　　If suddenly you do not exist,
　　If suddenly you no longer live,
　　I shall live on.
　　
　　
　　I do not dare,
　　I do not dare to write it,
　　If you die.
　　
　　I shall live on.
　　
　　
　　For where a man has no voice,
　　There shall be my voice.
　　Where blacks are flogged and beaten,
　　I cannot be dead.
　　When my brothers go to prison
　　I shall go with them.
　　
　　
　　When victory,
　　Not my victory,
　　But the great victory comes,
　　Even though I am mute I must speak;
　　I shall see it coming even though I am blind.
　　
　　
　　No, forgive me.
　　If you no longer live,
　　If you, beloved, my love,
　　If you have died,
　　All the leaves will fall on my breast,
　　It will rain on my soul night and day,
　　The snow will burn my heart,
　　I shall walk with frost and fire and death and snow,
　　My feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping,
　　But I shall stay alive,
　　Because above all things you wanted me indomitable,
　　And, my love, because you know that I am not only a man
　　But all mankind.

　　——《The Dead Woman》，by Pablo Neruda

在过量的毒品剥夺了他最后一丝呼吸的时候，那具身体里的灵魂，其实很多年前就已经不在了。

我喜欢的人和我喜欢的作品总是有些牵扯的，哈。

它们出现得太早，也成了一段段错过。