HOUR IN
THE SUN（片段）
I too was once a boy in
love with a pond,rich in sunny hours
and summer days. Sun
and summer are still what they always were, but the boy
and the pond changed. the pound has been annexed by a great city. The swamps where herons once hunted are now drained
and filled with houses. The bay where water lilies quietly floated is now a harbor for motorbats. In short, everything that the boy
loved no longer exists-except in the man's memory of it.
