春天失眠 insomnia spring
Story
April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee
With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade,
And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten,
And drank coffee, and talked for an hour. —by. “The Waste Land”
引用艾略特的《荒原》
盆栽裡的朽木筆直的站立了整晚，迎接下雨的清晨，像是不願面對春天萬物重新綻放的事實。
Tags
Created on 2022/02/14 01:10:13 UTC
Contract Address
0x47AC3b44eC854bC513Ff99fb8AAC7738fa52acD7
- Token ID
- 43220
- Chain
- ThunderCore
- Token Standard
- TT1155
- Metadata URL
- https://oursong.com/project/erc1155token-meta/43220.json
