伊利亚אֵלִיָּהו

旷野里的百合花一朵

Do not gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light, though the future is not ours to see.
青年啊,不要温顺地走入那个良宵
要咆哮,向着消逝的光明咆哮
即使那不是我们所能看见的未来

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