我为蜂狂， 2017.2.19 翻在蓝星到底特律飞机上（20分钟飞行时间）。

When you are old 　　

--- William Butler Yeats 　　

When you are old and grey and full of sleep, 　　

And nodding by the fire, take down this book, 　　

And slowly read, and dream of the soft look 　　

Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; 　　

How many loved your moments of glad grace, 　　

And loved your beauty with love false or true, 　　

But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you, 　　

And loved the sorrows of your changing face; 　　

And bending down beside the glowing bars, 　　

Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled 　　

And paced upon the mountains overhead 　　

And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.