How are we perceived,
if we are to be perceived at all?
For the most part we are invisible.
夢裡中學語文課考,作小品文,標題其一是《杜鵑催飛》。不明所以,對著試卷呆坐半晌,看見滿樹櫻粉色的花,被一隻黑羽翅的杜鵑認作鳥,直要扑打它們一同飛起來。這麼便是杜鵑催飛的圖影了。恍悟地驚醒。
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