济慈诗歌:To Autumn秋颂
春天之歌在何方?啊,春天之歌在何方? 你也有你的音乐,不必为此冥思苦想; To Autumn SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness! Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd,...