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2005年12月2日 星期五

Primrose

Thought Winter was creeping in and the city had lost its colour. A bit of heart-shape pedal Primrose would brighten the greyness life and depressing day.



"Upon this Primrose hill,
Where, if Heav'n would distil
A shower of rain, each several drop might go
To his own primrose, & grow manna so."

-John Donne(1572-1631)

ps. my hotmail account name was derived from John Donne plus 1630!