And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o' er him streaming throve his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out chat shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted-nevermore!
今天选修课老师分享的诗 节选一节
写作业到烦躁 五分钟摸一下这个脑洞
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诗大概是讲失去爱人的男主无法走出阴霾，于一个深夜在一只会说人话的乌鸦无限重复的“never more”“永不复生”中内心彻底破碎绝望的故事
