“完全”为了对“不全”的爱,把自己装饰得美丽. The perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the Imperfect. 这寡独的黄昏,幕着雾与雨,我在我的心的孤寂里,感觉到它的叹息. In my solitude of heart I feel the sigh of this widowed evening vei led with mist and rain. 艺术家是自然的情人,所以他是自然的奴隶,也是自然的主人. The artist is the lover of Nature,therefore he is her slave and her master. 我投射我自己的影子在我的路上,因为我有一盏还没有燃点起来的明灯. I cast my own shadow upon my path,because I have a lamp that has not been lighted.