Autumn on Display I
Harriman again, autumn again, rain again. The lake a mirror; the woods with the cool beauty of a runway model — high cheekbones, hastily done hair, sharp lines. Two old boats have rested at the bank so long that autumn has climbed aboard. Deep in the woods, a shaft of light — so bright on the other side. Could that be heaven? The branches in the foreground look like a family out to see the autumn colors, standing tall and small, still passing judgment on the colors across the shore.
依旧是 Harriman，依旧是秋天，依旧阴雨。镜子般的湖面映着冷艳的树林，像 T 台上的高颧骨模特，头发梳得潦草，却有棱有角。两艘旧船停泊了很久，秋色也爬上了船身。树林深处透来一道光，那头很亮，难道是天堂？ 近处这些枝桠，仿佛是湖边观赏秋景的一家人，高高低低地站着，还在对对岸的色彩品头论足。
Continue the Sequence: Autumn on Display II