天气不会总是像这样，

It will not always be like this,

空气里没有风，几片最后的

The air windless, a few last

叶子装点着树的肩膀，用黄金

Leaves adding their decoration

编织树枝的袖口；一只鸟

To the trees’ shoulders, braiding the cuffs

在反光的草地上

Of the boughs with gold; a bird preening

整理羽毛。从一天的杂务中

In the lawn’s mirror. Having looked up

抬起头，做片刻的停歇，

From the day’s chores, pause a minute,

让记忆拍下那明亮景象的

Let the mind take its photograph

片段，藉此来抵御

Of the bright scene, something to wear

漫漫寒冷中的心。

Against the heart in the long cold.