独处斗室,掩卷遐思,倏尔一阵栀子花的幽香送入鼻中。临窗而望,夕阳的余晖含笑笼在一片栀子花丛上,笼得清风微醺似醉不自觉,已庭院深深了。一只逗号般大小的虫子,带着花香歇在我已合上的发黄的扉页上。生命如它,那样渺小而又脆弱,让人在担忧之际多了一丝玩弄的念头。被学习恼得焦头烂额的我,颇有兴致地拨弄笔尖,一次次挡住它想要前行的路,它便 Solitary room, cover volumes reverie, Seoul Seoul while a fragrance of gardenia into the nose. Looking through the window, the sunset twilight caged gardenia flowers, the cage was slightly breeze like drunk unconscious, the courtyard has been deep. A comma-sized insect with a floral bouquet rests on the yellowed flyer page I’ve closed. Life is as small and fragile as it is, with a touch of playfulness on the horizon. I was so annoyed at the study that I was quite interested in picking up the tip of the pen and again and again blocking the way it wanted to go,