Through the Branches借枝
Late autumn, same rainy day in Harriman; I just turned around. Fine drizzle on the lake, the far hillside fading from sight — but the small island near the shore leapt into view. No unobstructed spot anywhere along the bank, so fine: let these nearly bare branches, with their few remaining leaves, be the frame.
深秋同一天的 Harriman，只是转了个身。湖面飘着细雨，远处山坡隐约不见，近处的小岛却格外清楚。始终找不到一处没有遮挡的岸边，那就让这些没剩几片叶子的枯枝做一个相框好了。